“We can’t even stop at Jimmy’s for a day?” Nick asked. He was riding behind Todd. They were both on the black horse Nick had named Obi, short for Obsidian. Todd decided his mate really did have a thing for rocks, especially the volcanic kind.
Three days had gone by since Todd had found Nick missing and chased after him, and Nick hadn’t let Todd go farther than an arm’s length, which was fine by Todd. He’d learned long ago a stressed Nick equaled a Nick who needed him close. Todd needed to keep him close.
They were scouting some of the trails, having left the other horses and wagon hidden in the woods. It was easier this way, though it had been Nick’s idea to ride one horse. Todd decided he gave in to Nick far too much some days. Yet the feel of Nick’s solid body behind him gave Todd a la
