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Dear Barely Legal, It had been five years since I visited Jake and my aunt in Idaho.
When I got there, Jake was working, as usual, on one of his old trucks in his garage.
It looked as if time stood still.
Hi, little sweetheart.
I almost forgot you were coming.
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