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Tuesday, February 5, 2013

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the barn was on the downhill edge of what had been the burroughs family's grand estate . in the part of the twentieth century before LA  . required suburbs , the ranch other than the addit must have enjoyed a spectacular vista over the undeveloped valley below .
a narrow asphalt driveway led back thirty or forty  yards from the road , openong onto a rectangular lot of more than half an acre .a contemporary house adjacent to the driveway screened the barn from the street . the shell of the barn had not been rebuilt during its transformation to accommodate humana occupants . other than the addition of midcentury windows and doors , the old building was an anachronism . i couldn't decide if the nearby mormon edifice and the neighboring mini-mansions mocked the barn , or vice versa .
i consciously forced one foot in front of the other as  i followed mel around to the front door , which was down a narrow path on the oppositeide of the  house from the driveway . the groundcover along the way was ivy and ice plant .
i was aware that my errand had changed . i'd driven to tarzan to be in a a position to help wallace 's daughter deal with her roommate's apparent emotional meltdown . i had just been invited to become a silent partner in a family subterfuge about an adult child's sexual orientation . and i was steps away from engaging with a group of people that merideth hoped held clues to the location of her missing surroage and child .

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