The first in this series is coming together. I see the end of the first book finally. It is difficult to make it short, but I am doing my best. Please enjoy the second chapter!
Have a great day!
Chapter 2 – Late Morning
Josh woke up to something tickling the side of his face. He slapped at it, thinking in his subconscious mind it was a bug. It wasn’t. Wide awake now and fully aware, he realized that it was a bead of sweat that had trickled from his hairline, tickling its way down the side of his face.
He sat up to full sunshine bathing their small, hurriedly prepared camp. He looked for Vern, but saw his sleeping bag was not only empty but also rolled up, and stacked against the trunk of a fir tree. Next to it was Josh’s fishing pole taunting him from the shade. Vern’s was gone.
Josh jerked the zipper open and knifed his feet out of the sauna and into his slippers. He then walked over to a stump and sat down, his elbows resting on his knees and stared into small fire pit – long gone out, now nothing but grey ashes, disheveled by the long gone morning breeze. He sat for several minutes until the sweat that had soaked his long johns began to dry out and he felt like his body temperature had been reduced below fever level.
Slowly, it all came back to him, as he heard the finches and robins brag about their noontime worm, bug, or nut – whichever the case may be. He remembered laying in his sleeping bag, so excited to be out in the woods on their much-anticipated fishing trip. He was lying there, unable to sleep, and staring at the stars contentedly full of s’mores, when that star began to grow larger. Star or whatever it was. He wasn’t sure now. It could have been a plane or something.
Josh shook his head; he didn’t want to think about it. He stood up, looking for his backpack. He was going to get dressed and find Vern. If he hurried he might be able to even the score of fish.