They lay there for a few more minutes, soaking in the blue-gold light of the forest one last time, engraving the peace of the moment into their memories.
Eventually, reluctantly, they got up, stretched, then started to move.
They drug their feet back into the cabin, moving with the sluggishness of people checking out of a five-star hotel to go back to work. They took their time packing up the empty wrappers and water bottles, neither of them wanting to be the first to say "let's go."
Finnegan retrieved the quilt and the two pillows from the nature hammock outside. Instead of stuffing them back into the bag, he folded the quilt neatly and stacked it on the dusty table in the center of the room, placing the pillows on top.
"Leave them," he said, catching Leela’s questioning look. "We’ll
