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I pulled over to the side of the road and tried to make sense of Melanie’s map again. Wasn’t it enough to just book a couple of hotel rooms in the city and get together with the four of us old friends? Why did we have to go on this wilderness adventure, especially since the last time I’d done anything like that was when I went camping with my folks when I was seven. Melanie always came up with these great ideas that turned into disasters. This getaway weekend with the girls had been something I’d been dreading.

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I trusted my friend and she draws a crazy map, one that led me right in the middle of-nowhere! And to make things worse, there were big rain clouds hovering over my little car, a car that wasn’t anything near to being a four-by-four, which was what I needed right now. “Damn you, Melanie!” I cursed and hit the steering wheel for good measure.

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