Lily's favorite coffee cup sat on the old quilted placemat she had once put together by hand when they first moved to the schoolbus life. Hunter had said it was time for them to leave the craziness and hypocrisy of the world and to go make their own life together. Lily was all for that. Her life as a teacher was over; she was so tired of all the work, the grading, the reading, the senselessness of teaching people how to write research papers. She was glad to go. More people should, she thought.
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