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So K’Lynn latched onto Bradford after meeting him again last year at a co-ed bar in Lubbock, Texas.  She’d said everything was fine, not progressing too fast, something more like fate, since they’d gone to the same Church Camp at thirteen.  Instead of a few hours time, they’d really known each other a little over a decade, even if they hadn’t talked in the time and space in between.  Besides, she said, it couldn’t be a coincidence that they’d met up again, not after all this time, not like this.  

Legislating Texas