Chapter 21: Hike

The light was beating down on my face as we hiked the snow capped mountains of Jesse’s favorite national park. The wind was blowing through my hair with so much force I had to redo my french braid three times and it still looked like a mess. On the whole, trekking an icy forest in the dead of winter and middle of the day with the morning sun directly overhead brought with it a whole cluster of sensations for me with which I was unfamiliar.

It was hot, but cold.

I was freezing, but sweating.

Numb, but sunburned.

All in…

Little One

And miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep.

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