Chapter 42
No matter how much or how hard Kim wished for something, anything, about Lightning Ridge Road to let her know if she’d made the right choice, it remained silent and relentless.
Remarkably flat for running along the top of a ridge, even as much as it curved. Or at least it seemed that way to someone walking. The blacktop had been recently paved, so it didn’t offer distinctive potholes or a pattern of cracks that stood out. Trees and those ever-present rhododendrons and mountain laurels peaked through the gloom. Some closer to the road, some farther away.
The sky overhead had grown much too dark for her to see the towering rock pillars out in the forest or a trace of the sun’s position.
Too dark to be walking out there, and too cold and windy.
Not a shadow she could follow or
