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"There," she said, spotting the correct freeway exit. Although it might not have the ancient sea life fossils of the desert, she hoped that the prehistoric Indian site would provide appropriately magical surroundings. In fact she felt certain that they would; had Lucy's journal not recorded her return to the wagon train somewhere around here?
Hannah followed her instructions, then stopped the car where Abby designated along a railroad track. When Abby got out of the car, the straps of her canvas bag over her arm, Hannah began to follow.
"No," Abby said, barring her way out of the open car door. "You must leave me here and return to Mike."
Hannah's pale hazel eyes widened in shock. "What do you mean, leave you here?"
Abby said nothing, but this time she could not hold back the tears that trickled down her cheeks.
"Hey," Hannah said in a wondering voice. "Except for the desert, my dream was true!" She beamed for a moment until her face crumpled. Sniffling, she embraced Abby in a tight, comforting hug. ''I'll miss you. We all will." She pulled back, biting her bright red lips. Almost to herself, she said, "What the devil can I tell Mike?"
"Tell him . . . tell him I love him," Abby said. "Tell him I'll be" She stopped herself from saying she would return. That she could not know. She did not want to hurt him further by giving

 
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