[Rosalynd]
“That was an Earthquake,” Axel dismisses it. “I don’t even think it was that bad. Maybe a 3.6?”
“Sounds like it knocked down one of the giants,” Patrick shrugs as if things like this happen every day out here in the woods. “It’s always a bit loud when things like that happen.”
“Giants!,” I squeak. “Giants are real?!!”
My eyes must appear ridiculous with shock because the two men look over at me and begin to laugh.
“Oh sweetie,” Patrick reaches over and pats me on the shoulder. “I forgot that you are new to these parts. These trees," He raises his hands in emphasis, rotating his wrists, "Are some of the oldest trees in the world,” he explains. "While many of these right near us are smaller because they were logged a hundred years ago and had to grow back, there are still som
