It’s getting cold, very cold.
I look up at the dark ridge where I last saw him silhouetted against the sinking sun.
It continues to scream its emptiness.
I had always heard that he was the type to hold a grudge, so was a little surprised when he called me. After a nice, amicable chat we decided to go hiking in the mountains. We both loved getting out into the fresh air, though I had to admit that he was a better, stronger hiker.
He drove us out into deep wilderness. Perfect. We didn’t see a person all day.
I have no idea what happened. The day had been long and I was very tired. Making mistakes. Having a hard time with footing.Continue reading