Isaiah

The mom and dad will watch the TV and they can hear it.

They're just like, oh, damn it.

Public forest.

What can you do?

That made some sense.

And he was right about it being public.

But then where were they?

Glanced around one more time.

However, the trees quickly layered up and I couldn't see far at all.

I guess it was possible for me to lose track of someone here in a short distance.

Okay.

Man, I can stay alone in the house for weeks on end, but I can't handle a short walk through the woods on a summer's day.

That's why you brought some muscle.

Declared Chris, wielding the lantern above his head, and I laughed.

We spent the day walking around the forest and returned to the tent to get some water when we were too hot.

We talked about school and what our plans were for the future.

We talked about dreams we'd had and ghosts and creatures that lurked in the dark.

Neither of us were too scared of things like that, but they made for good camping stories.

Chris told a particularly good one of a woman who lived in the woods.

She had the head of a cat, and if you heard her raspy meow... I read raspy as raspberry for a second.