365 Days of Us: Day 7

Easter Monday.

Packing up camp and leaving.

My gut churned. Bile rose in my throat and tears stung my eyes as the chainsaw etched a forever memory at that camp.

Leaving Gus behind. We never leave anything behind. Ever.

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