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Frank sipped his morning tea in the Command tent, watching Sarah stroll out onto the moraine. He wondered what she was thinking as she went. He had done the right thing and told her he was there at Base Camp when her husband went on his ill-fated journey to the summit and she had taken the confession as well as he could’ve hoped. More important was her compassion for him after he told her. As he watched her, visions of her reaching out to him and pulling him into a hug flashed before him. He could still feel her embrace and hear her soft, comforting words. There were lots of questions he still needed to answer, but they would take care of themselves.
And then there was Greg. He thought about their long conversation during the march to Lobuche. During it, Frank had learned more about h
