Huck Finn mushed his dogs, he had a one-legged man he had to get back to his wife in time for the birth of their child. Molly Lee McMasters hugged a six-month-old baby to her breast. The temperature was fifty-eight degrees below zero and falling fast. In the far distance, loomed the mountain they had to cross—shrouded in ominous gray-black snow clouds.
It’s very cold…with a baby….hmmmm…may have to read this in the summer not the winter already cold enough
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I’ll be lucky if it’s finished by the summer.
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Stop the torture and send us the book! Can’t wait.
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Still 20,000 words to go. Then months of editing. Talk about torture! But thanks for the encouragement.
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Oh, I know that feeling.
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