Rhonda
I thought about what Luke said the rest of the walk back to the cabin. I felt almost as tired as Ophelia by the time we got there; I seriously underestimated my hiking skills. I thought Luke was worried that he’d end up having to carry both of us home.
“There you are,” Jasmine cried when we came through the door. “I just about sent the boys out to look for you. Are you okay?”
“I’m going to put Ophelia to bed,” Luke said and carried her up the stairs.
“How are you, sweet pea?” She turned to me and asked.
“Tired,” I said with a smile. “I think I might turn in myself. I didn’t realize how far it was; it seemed a lot closer when you’re riding on a wolf.”
“It was kind of you to keep Luke company,” she said.
“We had a good talk, and I have something I need to ask Ophelia tomorr
