Chapter 21
Jim found the drive to Evelyn’s parents’ new house long and windy. A mile in California felt like five. He looked out the window on his left. A metal railing prevented him from driving off the road and helped guide him during foggy days like today. Despite the fog, he managed to still enjoy the view presented to him, reminding him of his time spent in Europe. Even as tunnels directed him across the mountain, and at times blocked out almost all light, the scenery blessed Jim. The road straightened beyond the mountain, a sign that Jim neared his destination. As he drove up the driveway, Mr. Collins waved at him from the front porch. He walked up to the car, and helped Jim carry his things inside. Jim grabbed the crockpot in his backseat and followed. “Hi, Jim!” Mrs. Collins yelled from
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