Amber left the Datsun up by the highway and walked the quarter mile into the park. The wind came from the west. When she stood here she knew where she was in respect to all 4 points on the compass. The entrance to the park faced east, and Reno was always north. She buried her head in the scarf, hiding, mostly from the cold.
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Beautiful, Sarah! Your reading last night was amazing. Can’t wait to read and hear more from you.