It had grown nearly dark as we made the trek up the hill, and there were a few spots where I worried Mason’s Escalade wouldn’t fit. The driving path kept getting narrower and narrower, but as he took the last curve, I saw where we were. Mason had taken me high up in the hills, back to the spot where he’d come to get me after I’d been running.
“Mason?” I just sat there, holding his hand. I could just barely see the path I’d come from that day, and I remembered that his vehicle had been parked right here.
“Stay here a minute,” he told me.
He got out of the Escalade and disappeared behind it for a moment. I turned around, but I couldn’t see what he was doing. Then a little light started to appear, and it grew until the entire forest and path were illuminated against the night,
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