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June 15, 2004
Drive safe and come back to me. Godspeed, I should have said. Twenty-four hours from now, or maybe twenty-six, twenty-eight perhaps, depending on road conditions and who is tired and who is not. With four of them taking turns driving that's about six hours each. A six-hour stretch is still a stretch, hypnotic white lines race by saying almost there, one line closer, almost. Pull into a gas station at three or four in the morning, although to the travelers in the back seat, it's still night, and to the person keeping the driver company, soon a chance to sleep.