We were driving out to Candler today to retrieve a sewing machine for me to borrow. The sewing machine had hidden its pedal so I was unable to use it to push my sewing and practice my quilting while on sabbatical to the east coast.

We had turned off the main highway; taken an exit from between the large freight trucks marking a line across the country with their wheels, a burnish line to fold the country in half.

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