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The sunrise that wasn’t (Day 4, part 1)

Dad is up early as always, but his movements get me up to check out the sunrise situation in Bryce. I slip out, letting mom – still in bed – know I have my key and a flashlight, and head out. There’s thunder and lightning (we should stay indoors) but no rain so I hope for the best. Continue reading “The sunrise that wasn’t (Day 4, part 1)”