AARÓN CONNOR.

OREGÓN–PORTLAND.

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"It can't be… did you buy a car?" she asks as I open the door for her to get in.

I shake my head with a small gesture and step aside so she can pass.

She crosses the threshold with that way of walking she has — always uncertain, like she’s never quite comfortable in her own skin. I close the door behind me with a firm click and walk around to the other side of the car, opening it for her. She gets in and immediately starts looking around, shift