Of course, The Girl had to climb into what must have been the hearth of the boiler. Of course. It was dark, and rusty, and very scary. Naturally she had to do it. At this point, Little Turtle almost doesn’t even care. This boiler next to the hiking trail along the Santiam River’s north fork barely phases him. Yay, Little Turtle!
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