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the rear seat and sat waiting for her son and his friend to join her. Sofie kissed my cheek and wished Josh good luck, with a tear in her eye, promising to follow soon. With Johanna and I in the front of the car, we drove away slowly, heading for Truth, with a sad Sofie waving us goodbye. I promised to come back later to face John Tirrell when he returned.
