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Destiny’s car radio is on, quietly playing classical music. Approaching Logan Airport, we are finally able to see other cars and people around, making the eerie ghost town feeling ease off a bit. Rose texted me, saying the firefighters were able to save the log house. Only our apartment and things were lost in the fire. Police took Dorothy into custody, holding her in the mental hospital until further investigation. I sigh in disbelief when I see the first airport signs. The last thing I want is to leave. The old, cracked Nokia screen blinks for a new message. 1 new message from Matt.
