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Danica ended up spending the entire afternoon at Lawrence’s house. At one point Andre headed out, saying he was going to get lunch for everyone. Which he did, reappearing awhile later with takeout boxes with Navajo tacos — fry bread, beef, cheese, lettuce and tomatoes — for all three of them.
The food was delicious. Good thing, too, because she’d never realized how physically taxing mental exercise could be. Lawrence wanted her to meditate, to think of time like the air around her — eternally flowing, something to be breathed in. It was not a straight line, like the road that led back to the highway, but something ever-present, in all places at once and always.
Easier said than done. Because she’d taken yoga, Danica had learned how to be calm and still, how to keep her thoughts from d
