the trail is hours from where i am.

i don't want people who are sightseeing or camping, finding me. so i stay far away.

we have only walked about fourteen miles, and there's still a lot more to go before we get close, but aubrey gets tired and sits down.

"is there any water near by?"

"about a mile west, there's a freshwater stream."

"can you go get me some water?"

i just look at her. is she serious?

"please?"

"fine."