PAULINA ROSTAKOVA’S ADVENTURES
JULY 24
6:22 p.m.
Room 28 of local motel somewhere in Wyoming
Well! So much has happened in the last couple of days. I haven’t had time to write it all down, but I’m going to catch up now while I’m waiting for Dixon.
The most interesting was the day that Dixon and I got together in his hotel room (the second day of the race) when I was all sorts of conflicted. Not for myself, but for him. He said it wasn’t a problem, us being all itch-scratchy with each other, but I can’t help but wonder if he’s one of those men who holds on to grieving to protect themselves from ever being hurt again.
I wanted to talk to him about that, but we had to get down to the dinner that night, so instead I dashed across the hall into my room and took a shower. I was late to the
