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Chapter 92: To A Better Time
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2020-11-18 00:18:37The ride home from the Wissahickon trail was mostly silent. It was companionable yes, but there was also a heaviness to it that had never been there before. They had gotten over their tears(for now) and vowed to move on anew. Dillon was genuine in his forgiveness of Tony's sin. It wasn't Tony himself that he was still upset with. Dillon despised the act he commited a
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