Miss This Place
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Leaving the mountains wasn't going to be easy. James had lived there since he was three years old. Someone told him once that you don't start making memories until you are three. That made sense. After all, he couldn't remember living anywhere else.

His father asked him if he was ready to go. James didn't say anything. He just nodded. His father tossed him the last bag. It flew over the water. He caught it just before it touched down. He handed it off to his brother, Tom. Tom put the bag into the luggage compartment of the orange floatplane. It was the last one.

James looked at his father. Then he looked at the mountains behind him. They jutted up into the sky. They were so beautiful. They were so severe. How could anything else compare?

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