”“Right, ‘only’ five hundred miles,” I responded.“I can come and visit on special weekends and you’ll come home on holidays.”“Yeah, ...ut ... but how are you going to get ... get along without me?” I asked, my eyes tearing and my voice cracking. A better question might have been; how was I going to get along without her?My mother didn’t answer. But she reached over and took my hand, holding it gently without saying a word. I was pretty sure she was feeling the same as me.“We’ll get along. But I was beginning to think that it would be a gamble worth taking.I put that out of my mind for now though. The important thing now was that Inga recovered enough to enable her to entertain us when we went camping this weekend with my riding buddies. It would be a little soon, especially for those piercings. But as long as we took it a little easy on the rings I thought it would be okay.We just lounged around for the rest of the afternoon. By evening the pain from her piercings had begun to. More

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