The sun was resting on a ragged line of treetops, it had emerged many hours ago. Now it shone in full with no trees, mountains, or clouds in the way. On a very muddy tractor trail hummed the engine of a police truck. It had the usual blue lights and ram guard, but the truck looked small and insignificant in the grand mountain scenery. It halted by a small cottage, Amy had a hunch that her parents would be lodging here. It’s where the family usually hid out while waiting for a family member to join them, as Aaron was not with them, she thought they would lay low here deep in the forest. As she stepped out of the truck two middle-aged people came out, one with long blond hair and a weathered face, the other burly and tall with a scruffy beard. They had lived a life with struggles, pain, and
