It just can't be true. That is my thought every morning
as I wake up into this nightmare. I have sacrificed so much
and put myself in a horrible place to do what's best for Cara.
Ole, I'm sorry for coming back here. You left in 1850 to give
us a better life and I brought myself back into a terrible one
where I work nights, lose my wife, lose all my friends here
that took a year to gather, lose my house, and I'm probably
going to lose my kids. Well, at least the mountains are pretty.
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