Raven’s Rides
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I know Laura from the Wind Dancers. When I went to Starbucks that Saturday, I had no idea she was on her way through.

Two bikers pulled up as I sipped my coffee. When the woman took off her helmet, she looked remarkably familiar. The man came in and I asked, “‘Scuse me, is your traveling companion Laura?”

And indeed she was.

We spent a very happy and slightly amazed hour chatting and catching up. She looked very happy and pleased with life.

(And yes, that really is a car pulling out on them. There was honking.)

Barely had the sound of their engines faded into the distance when Don rolled up on his way to run an errand. I did my customary loop walk, and he picked me up just as we got back to the gates of the campground. People looked at us, and I felt ten feet tall.

And so it goes.

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