Twenty-Eight
BreadcrumbsLush green tree tops stretched upward toward the cyan sky, their leafy tips brightened with the rising sun. Colourful birds flitted among the branches; their daybreak harmonies pleasant to the ears. The fresh morning air soothed my sunburn. An occasional breeze disturbed the loose hairs at my neck and they fluttered against my skin, the light touches a constant reminder of the tattoo. The beauty and marvels of nature surrounded us, arousing our every sense—and I grew tired of it.
Caleb lead the group with Marcus and Caia close behind. Beth and Shaun trailed them by several paces while I once again held the place of caboose in our hiking train. The position was one I was happy to take as a large blister had formed on the back of my left heel causing me to limp. Bu
