I read a little, enough to know it isn't like driving up the California Highway 36 of my youth (maybe it's Bridgeville of the 1950s, a little cleaned up). I wonder if Robyn Carr pulled a Stephenie Meyer and wrote a book in a setting that she didn't visit. But then, of course, I might not have been observing the right things.
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