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Chapter 12 The Duffel Bag

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Olivia

The sound of birds chirping woke me up, and I stirred. I’d been sleeping against a tree and my body felt it, but that was the least of my troubles.

I felt the damp earth from underneath me and sighed. I looked at the golden sky. The sun would be out soon.

Standing on my feet, I picked up the duffel bag and threw it on my shoulder.

I needed to get moving before the morning rays shone through the trees.

This morning was better than last night. I could navigate better in the li
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