Two weeks after Sean arrived; he decided to go to the truck for the remainder of his supplies. I paced around the cabin the night before he planned to leave. He leaned against the kitchen counter, watching me.
“Take us with you,” I begged.
“I don"t think that"s a good idea. I figure it should take me four hours there and back.
“I can walk that long.”
“I"m sure you can, but with your injury you"ll slow me down, and it"s a long time for you to be out in the woods with Kaela. I"m not concerned with the hike along the path, but what if the road is soft?”
“What"s a little mud?”
“This isn"t ordinary mud. It"s like clay and clings to your feet. You feel like you"re dragging heavy weights.
“I could wait by the roadside for you to return from the truck.”
Sean stared at me. “Don"t you think
