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Part 5: Rachel Joseph and I made it to Estes Park about six hours later. I slept most of the way wrapped up in a blanket made of flax and wool. I [...]

Part 4: Joseph Any reasonable person would have called the police to report their vehicle stolen, but I am not one of those–reasonable people, I am anything but that! I placed [...]

Part 3: Raton I took over five hours to make it to Raton where I stopped for the night. I wanted to push on, but my brain ached from the evening [...]

Part 2: The Road It took at least a hundred miles before my tears dried, another hundred before I realized I had no clear destination in mind. I was driving on [...]

Part 1: Meeting Rachel I don’t have many dreams. To me sleep is a mini death with a resurrection in the morning. My name is Jeff, and I met the woman [...]