Thirty-Four
Wes
“I don’t know if I really want to do this.”
“C’mon, Wes, it’ll be a rush. Give it a try once, and I promise, you’ll be hooked,” Ridge said, but I wasn’t sure I believed him.
We were finally doing that thing Ridge had wanted the three of us to do … just the brothers … to welcome Brody officially into the frat and celebrate the three of us being brothers twice over.
That thing … was ziplining.
“s**t,” I muttered as I looked out over the treetops.
We were in Gatlinburg, in the mountains, about to zipline through the trees. It was so high up, you couldn’t see the ground, and all I could think about was my imminent demise.
“This is so f*****g awesome!” Brody exclaimed, not the least bit nervous.
He’d been bouncing off the walls with excitement ever since we’d left town
