The first place we went to was a bench in the square. After lunch and the hike through the reserve, apart from the strawberries, we needed to sit down and rest for a while. Our stomachs were starting to ache, and if it went on like this, we'd probably get so bad that nothing would happen in the evening. We really wanted to have that night. A stomach ache couldn't be the cause of everything. Normally, our stomachs absorb everything very quickly, but then again, combining fruit with a lunch feast and a raw rabbit wasn't a good idea.
“Are you as bloated as I am?” Arvel asked, putting his hand on his stomach. “Don't let me get up for the next thirty minutes, okay?” he asked. We both laughed because our state was funny. I was so anxious to see the park that I had even crossed the line. It was
