When thriller writer Natalie D. Richards’ father died around eight years ago, she experienced grief in a way she never had before. Her life felt like it had splintered apart; her dad had instilled into her a love of reading and writing, and without him, she felt lost. On a whim, the Ohian author decided to take a trip to Southeast Utah. While driving along a desert road, she felt herself wake up from the haze that had engulfed her since his death.
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