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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 103 of 307 would start to play tricks with me. She had committed suicide in the eleventh grade. My twin. Nauvoo. We were Nephi and Nauvoo. Obviously fraternal twins but we looked a lot alike. The first time I saw her on one of these drives I pulled over. She was not there when the car came to a stop. It figured. And now I saw her. She had long blond hair. She was wearing a pleated skirt that fell to below her knees, black shoes. She held her scriptures to her chest, just like she was supposed to. I waved. She waved back. "Buddha," I called to him. "What if there is more than just this moment." iQue tal si es todo este momento? What if its all this moment? "What if." I agreed. Bueno, Nefilito. Ahora quiero mescal. "Despues, amigo." CHAPTER 19 Reno is a happy colored pimple in the desert. It.probably means a lot more to the people who call it home. I've only stayed a couple times and then only because the long drive over all the desert on 80 almost killed me. I think people forget this: Nevada "-5 is wide. Oh, it's a cute little point way down south but up where |