of Kristina will have to
 
 battle the reemergent Bree,
 
 that despite my plan to come
 
 back
 
 and pick up where I left
 
 off, only more positive
 
 and energized to go
 
 forth,
 
 get my GED and a great
 
 job, find a nice little
 
 place, make my own way,
 
 the odds
 
 of things ever being
 
 quite right again are
 
 clearly, completely,
 
 not in my favor.
 
 But Playing the Odds
 
 Is not my best thing, so
 
 I stow every single nagging
 
 doubt and head off to Stockton.
 
 It’s a gorgeous blue September
 
 day, and I take my time.
 
 South on a straight stretch
 
 of Highway 395, turn west
 
 on Highway 88, leaving Nevada
 
 behind, just out of Minden.
 
 The winding highway
 
 carries me past Kirkwood,
 
 my family’s favorite ski resort.
 
 Even without snow, the steep