“Bit of a hike” was a gross understatement.
We’d walked for at least an hour and, in that time, I found myself wandering along behind Roy, carefully evading roots that seemed set on trying to trip me along the way. It was a fairly open space for a ways but the path gradually became tighter, lined with close trees and thick underbrush. If he didn't walk with such certainty, I might have thought we were lost.
“Where are we going?” I wondered, squeezing his hand.
“You’ll see.”
“I’ll see what, exactly?” I hedged.
He glanced over his shoulder, giving a soft smile. “Just trust me.”
Trust him.
Just marching along all alone in the woods with my, er . . . fated. It was weird, our fingers intertwined, my feet stumbling along after him. I hardly knew him—or, at least, I was just starting to g
