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John arrived in Bozeman at 11pm. Elizabeth has put us up in her and Jim’s bedroom. I have a strange feeling that I am the wrong person… that we in all our little habits and small ways are the wrong couple. And yet, tightly within our own circle of arms, everything is just right.