Slow Burn
“I was swathed in all of the blankets that I’d brought, at least four of them. I was alone in the tent, but I could smell coffee percolating.
I unzipped and tumbled outside.
Griffin already had a fire going. He had rigged up something similar to his contraption for sausage cooking for a coffee percolator, and flames licked the bottom of it. He smiled at me. “Good morning.”
“Morning,” I said. So, he was going to pretend like last night had ever happened, huh? Great.
“So, what did ...Stacey tell us that we should do today?” he asked.
“Hiking,” I said. “She said we have to go look at the falls.”
“Sounds good to me.”
Was it me, or was he being overly cheery?
* * * “They didn’t just make assassins there,” Griffin said from ahead of me on the trail. “They were really interested in all kinds of ways to kill people.”MoreLess
I unzipped and tumbled outside.
Griffin already had a fire going. He had rigged up something similar to his contraption for sausage cooking for a coffee percolator, and flames licked the bottom of it. He smiled at me. “Good morning.”
“Morning,” I said. So, he was going to pretend like last night had ever happened, huh? Great.
“So, what did ...Stacey tell us that we should do today?” he asked.
“Hiking,” I said. “She said we have to go look at the falls.”
“Sounds good to me.”
Was it me, or was he being overly cheery?
* * * “They didn’t just make assassins there,” Griffin said from ahead of me on the trail. “They were really interested in all kinds of ways to kill people.”MoreLess
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