CHAPTER ELEVEN
Dax set out with the sunrise to explore the eastern ridge of the island, where Jane said the lava might be found, and where he hoped to find her. After an hour of hiking, his hunch was confirmed.
The sky above, a mix of clouds and smoke, blocked out most of the sharp rays of early morning light, but in places where the sun peeked through, bright shafts highlighted the ground, and there he saw her. That shiny suit she wore reflected the sunlight and made her sparkle like the diamond she was.
She shouted over to him, “I was hoping I’d see you today. How’d you find me?”
“I had a feeling wherever the lava would be, so would you.” Dax greeted her with a wave, and picked up the pace as he approached.
She smiled up at him, lighting her eyes with a warmth that went beyond joy.
