Chapter 59
Noon approached, and Evan sat on the bank of the river eating ravioli from a can he’d heated on his camp stove. It was nearing time to pack and leave. The day-and-a-half had been relaxing, but now he was bored.
He returned to the tent and dumped everything he had brought out of the backpack. He wouldn’t be needing anything in there. He glanced at the still-sealed fishing pole. He’d never bothered even to try using it.
He stuck the disposable phone in his pocket. After some final preparations, he put on the backpack and walked off carrying a single bottle of water in his hand.
Not familiar with the trails in the area, he walked along the roadway and arrived at his new destination after a little over three hours. A three-foot strip of unkempt grass separated the roadway and th
