Dawn at the Lakes The dawn swept across the landscape. Dusted blue skies, and clouds bathed in the orange and a pink glow. We woke from our surplus tents and layers of wool blankets. Jake had a fire going early and a pot of coffee was percolating. Ned, Jinx and I walked to the roadster. I stood beside her. Concentrating on the hardened dry lake ahead of me. I took a hard drag off of my Lucky Strike. Jinx saw the look on my face. He knew. "Say, man- it's going to be a great day." And it was.
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