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On the transcontinental railroad, Wyoming Territory, 1873
What could Carter possibly have to say to her that she needed to leave the comfort of the Pullman car and meet him in the next car? Jenna Dunne smoothed the skirt of her navy blue traveling dress as she looked over her shoulder. Her father, Rexwell Dunne, had retired early. She turned, walked back and peeked behind the privacy partition concealing his upper berth to confirm that he seemed to be sleeping peacefully. She smiled at his weathered face and hair so gray she could barely see a few flecks of his once luscious black mane. Even in repose, she still could see the strength that remained. And the character.
They had not discussed it—it was not his way—but she knew her father was dying. Each day he seemed to walk a little slower and sleep a little longer. On this grand continental railroad trip, they had stopped in Chicago to visit his sister and in Omaha to see an old friend. It’s his mortality tour. It was a morbid thought, but she knew in her heart it was true, and she was trying to treasure every moment of…Buy Now
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