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“Is it tacos?”

He laughs and shakes his head “Un Romance Con Tacos”

A romance—or a love affair, perhaps—with tacos

Every shred of information he doles out, I snap up and file away Declan’s favorites: tacos,to fly airplanes, scaling massive mountains, baseball, soccer (football), parties with his thousands of dear friends (I was correct—it seems he’s obnoxiously well-liked), roller coasters at “the, foot rubs, saunas, yachts, Scotch whiskey…and, fro that can be snorted, sed, or injected

I’h—that addiction is a sickness much more than a choice

“I could tell he was really trying,” he says “For a long time”

“I think that’s true”

By the ti the screen by rid below us, I feel as if I’ve gained a friend—soh this odd new life AndDeclan

Twenty

Finley

Two Days Later

My pulse begins to gallop as the line that inches down the road depicted on the GPS screen nears the red dot

102 Infinity Cir, Leavenworth, WA

5 miles

Stone the cows!