We were barely able to climb the mountain, of course. It felt as if it was the most beautiful day of my life, and I had no idea what to do with him. As soon as I met his sister, she let out a deep breath and turned her attention back to the forest. In the distance, it was more than a hundred miles from San Francisco. It had been a long stretch of time, and that was the only logical reason for riding on this mountain. I could n't help but think, the mountains in Stone Canyon was a great place to face.
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