Thirty-Four
The Road to FreedomWe couldn't move fast enough as our feet carried us over territory that suddenly became familiar. Whenever I thought all my memories had returned another surfaced. And this time I shared the return with my siblings.
“Aren't we following alongside the trail?” Marcus said. A tree root tripped him up, but he maintained his balance.
“This way's faster,” Beth answered his question as she and Caleb took the lead.
“Trust us.” I smiled at Marcus, holding back a branch so it wouldn't slap him in the face. Sweat dampened my shirt, and it clung.
While time had altered parts of the land, there were things that remained unchanged and one of those was Caleb's natural sense of direction. Like my memory, Caleb's intuitive ability made him special. His internal compass
