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CityViewNC.com | 13 NEW E X P E R I E N C E A 30 MINUTE SESSION * FOR ONLY TOTAL BODY STRETCH Flexibility • Mobility • Performance MassageEnvy.com/Stretch DISCLAIMER: *Pricing is based on introductory rate available to first time guests. Prices subject to change. A 30-minute stretch session includes 25-minutes of hands-on time and 5-minutes of consultation, which occurs pre and post service. Stretching is generally known to help ease pain and tension and increase mobility. Stretch services are not intended to diagnose, prevent, or treat any medical condition, and you should consult your doctor if you are experiencing continual or severe pain in any area of your body. Individual results may vary. Rates and services may vary by franchised location and session. Additional local taxes and fees may apply. Not all Massage Envy locations offer all services. For a specific list of services available, check with the specific location or see MassageEnvy.com. Each Massage Envy franchised location is independently owned and operated. ©2017 Massage Envy Franchising, LLC. Introducing the: $ ME-DNLD-1741-00-001-04X6 34 FAYETTEVILLE 2043 Skibo Rd Fayetteville, NC 28314 (910) 864-1500 M-F 8a - 10p | S 8a - 8p | Su 10a - 6p • Barrier Sprays • Special Event Sprays • No Contracts Required • Satisfaction Guaranteed 910-779-3311 Sandhills.MosquitoJoe.com in a crowded cinder block hut with eight other people store a pair of boots like that? And why? e rest of the week, I worked like I never have in my prior five and half decades. I watched my wife, my two boys, other teenagers, and adults of my church work to exhaustion too. I watched José's three granddaughters weep when our teenagers le them for the last time. I watched an American mom rock her 19-year-old daughter in her arms, comforting her aer departing from those three Mexican girls. Of all the uninterpreted words spoken in a week, everyone understood "goodbye." What of my tears? I did pretty well, getting through a farewell speech to the Mexican congregation without crying. I made every Mexican with whom I worked sign my painter pants and T-shirt with a Sharpie. My wife printed "Adios" across the seat of the pants, eliciting much laughter and thereby masking many tears. But on that last mid-day, when our work was done, I sat down in José's side yard. On his gate, rescued from the trash heap and tied together by the fraying laces hung my zapatos con la boca. I untied the borrowed boots and the flood gates opened in my soul. José found me, stood me up, and hugged me with his head on my chest, gesturing for me to keep the boots. "No," I whispered. "Porque cuando yo vengo aquí también, yo quiero esos zapatos estar en su casa." Because when I come back here again, I want these shoes to be in your house. At the Raleigh airport, sitting on our luggage at 1:30 a.m. waiting for the church vans to arrive to take us home, my elder son told his mother and me that he hoped we could do this all again next year. If so, then I will not pack boots. CV

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