[ Wyatt ]
As it turned out, Luca had been right about this being a road trip and I was thankful that I had the time off to do this with him. His grandmother – Helen – and his Aunt Samantha lived in the middle of nowhere. Literally. They lived up in the mountains in a cottage and the drive to the forest edge wasn’t the biggest part of the journey. We had parked the car and hiked the rest of the way. Luckily, we only stayed overnight once in the tent I carried on my back. The forest was everything it could have been expected to be, except it was wild and dense – with the exception of the large dirt road. It had been dark as the tall trees didn’t give much room for much sunlight to shine through. The trees were lush with thick branches and home to many birds from the songs we heard throughou
