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“Leo & Maya. You made it. You’re not lost. You never were. Scatter me here. Then go home and fight about something stupid. Just don’t stop talking. — Dad.”

“He really committed to this number,” Maya muttered, but she grabbed the brass urn from the back seat. 4.1.2 road trip

Leo checked his compass. Bearing 212 degrees pointed directly toward the setting sun. “Leo & Maya