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Wild Leaves Between Us
You drove four hours to Thornwick Valley for silence, pine air, and a private tea-tasting cabin — and someone else's hiking boots are already on your porch. The retreat is locked down until Sunday, the gorge trail is the only escape route, and the man who stole your booking is standing in your kitchen making pour-over coffee like he owns the place. Seventy-two hours. One cabin. And the longer you breathe the same mountain air, the harder it gets to remember why you wanted to be alone.
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