September 5, 2012 § 4 Comments
On the eve of a roadtrip to the Oregon Coast, Zoltov reads my fortune and it’s ominous…
Tagged: Fortune Favors the Bold, See you if I return...
The last minute reassurance by “Zoltov” is creepier and a little more frightening, I think, than the first part!
We made it over the pass!
Return journey this evening… so, still cautious… 🙂
Awaiting your safe return . . . .
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