This morning Jody kissed me goodbye, playfully squeezed my butt, then climbed into her VW van and chugged back down the dusty road. I did hate to see her go, but I breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Hell, I think I'm about all talked out, and my ears feel battered from listening to her. I let Sasquatch out, then popped a Guinness and stretched out in one of my camp chairs. I'd just as soon no one else came by for a while, and I'll probably get that wish. I've only a couple of other friends that know where I am, and they're still up north, freezing their buns off.

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