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Adam looked again at the slender needle creeping toward the little “H” on the instrument panel of the van. The old motor did fine descending the cool, dirt highways of Northern Canada. Now Adam’s elbow hung out of the driver’s side window of the van. The Arizona sun ricocheted off the asphalt and onto the underside of his elbow like a heat lamp. The den…
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