Matt
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Podcast Appearances
The campsite, illuminated from a different angle, almost seemed smaller.
Ryan was already up, fiddling with his camera.
Miguel snored softly beside me until I nudged him.
"'Coffee?'
Ryan asked, holding up the French press like a peace offering.
"'Please,' I said.
As we drank, I considered bringing up the voice thing, but something in me resisted.
Saying it out loud would make it real, and I wanted it to be anything but.
Instead, I pointed toward the sandy floor of the wash.
"'You see those?'
I asked.
Tracks, not just ours.
Those were obvious.
Boot prints from us going back and forth.
The patterns on Ryan's hiking shoes.
Miguel's chunkier soles.
But there were others, crisscrossing in ways that didn't make sense.
Some looked canine.
Paw prints with claws visible.
Maybe coyote.