My Family Told Me To Leave Grandma’s Lake Geneva Anniversary Trip Because A Preschool Teacher Couldn’t Afford A Five-Star Resort, Then My Father Tried To Cancel My Room While My Brother’s Wife Laughed At My Old Subaru In The Valet Line.

red dot.

That is your gas station.

I nodded.

Then he moved his finger outward. Far outward, across a massive valley stretching for miles.

Everything here matters.

I stared at the map.

The valley looked huge. Dry land. Empty land. Nothing special.

At least, that was what I thought.

Michael picked up one of Charles Whitmore’s original documents.

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