That horrible moment when the charismatic enigma, that you are escorting across the Mid-West, goes missing.
He may have gone off for a prayer, or a belt of whiskey, or a quick knee-trembler behind the Gas Station, but His acolytes just have to wait, and chalk it up to His Mysterious Ways.
Bonus - Restoration is possible: the hunt for Scotland’s ancient wild pinewoods
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