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“He really committed to this number,” Maya muttered, but she grabbed the brass urn from the back seat.

Below that, in different ink, a postscript: 4.1.2 road trip

Leo checked his compass. Bearing 212 degrees pointed directly toward the setting sun. “He really committed to this number,” Maya muttered,

“April 12th. We drove 4.12 miles off the main road and found this place. She said if we ever got lost, we should come back here. She said laughter is the opposite of gravity. She said bury something here, and it’ll turn into a star. I’m burying this note. I love you, you impossible woman. — J.” “He really committed to this number