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CR ended.
“Is this where they are?” he asked eagerly. She nodded, “Thank you Mrs. Griffin,” he said and headed for the door.
“Hey Mr. McCane,” she yelled. He turned around. “I didn’t mean to be rude I just get that way sometimes.”
He nodded. “Thanks again, Mrs. Griffin,” he said and went out the door.
When he got back to the main road and through the iron gate, he paused and tried to get directions to the nearest national forest, but he couldn’t get an internet connection. He closed the laptop and drove back to the nearby township. He found the local library and parked. The wireless connection was good and soon he had directions. He looked in the glove box and found another package of deer jerky. Last year had been a good year and he had managed to bring down several good sized bucks. He had his own recipe for making jerky and it kept it good for a long time. His second wife Annie thought it tasted so good, he should package and sell it.
He drove to a gas station that he’d located that sold E-85, filled up and bought a gallon of water. He watered the rosemary plant and put the rest in the back. The drive to the national forest was only a few miles. His old optimism was returning, after getting temporarily derailed by Mrs. Griffin’s less than courteous behavior. Of course she wasn’t from a part of the country known for good manners, but her actions struck him as rude even for a northerner. He forced himself to put her out of mind with another little prayer. “Help that poor woman to have a little more gratitude” was the way he put it and then he brought his mind to bear on Ellie again.
Ellie on the top of one of the White Mountain peaks needed him, of that he was more than certain. Irena Griffin had confirmed it to him. She wouldn’t have given him directions so easily if she hadn’t been worried herself for Ted’s sake. All the rudeness had really been a mask for desperation. She was the kind of person who would never admit to feeling desperate, some pact she’d made with herself at some point, he guessed. He would do his best for her sake as well as his own. Maybe that would make things go a little easier, if he wasn’t just striving on his own behalf. At least that’s how it had gone for him in times past. He was headed east; the sun finally came out and lighted his path. He thought again about Ellie’s favorite song and drove on.
Chapter Five
Ellie and Ted had been rousted early by the agents for the journey into the White Mountains. The sun was barely peaking over the horizon when they headed out in a grey sedan, belonging she assumed to whatever nameless agency the two worked for. A feeling of unease settled over her as they drove. Ordinarily, she would have appreciated the opportunity to take a road trip into a national forest. She had actually camped in one of the outlying camp sites during her college years, when she was dating a man who wanted to work for the forest service.
The relationship didn’t last, and he didn’t even end up working in that field, migrating to New York’s financial district instead. Well that was another type of wilderness she supposed. She hadn’t thought of her college boyfriend for a long time, and it brought a slight smile to her face. He was probably safely ensconced in some Connecticut neighborhood, making the daily commute, dreaming of the big score rather than giant sequoias. During their time together, they had talked about going out west and camping among the giant red woods, another dream they hadn’t realized. She sighed deeply. Ted turned to her and gave her a discerning look. “The older I get the more I realize that it is best never to look back.”
She nodded and cast a glance in the direction of the two men in the front of the vehicle. “I want to stay focused on the here and now,” she said.
Ted patted her hand. “There’s no reason for trepidation. We are on a marvelous adventure that will bring new hope
“Is this where they are?” he asked eagerly. She nodded, “Thank you Mrs. Griffin,” he said and headed for the door.
“Hey Mr. McCane,” she yelled. He turned around. “I didn’t mean to be rude I just get that way sometimes.”
He nodded. “Thanks again, Mrs. Griffin,” he said and went out the door.
When he got back to the main road and through the iron gate, he paused and tried to get directions to the nearest national forest, but he couldn’t get an internet connection. He closed the laptop and drove back to the nearby township. He found the local library and parked. The wireless connection was good and soon he had directions. He looked in the glove box and found another package of deer jerky. Last year had been a good year and he had managed to bring down several good sized bucks. He had his own recipe for making jerky and it kept it good for a long time. His second wife Annie thought it tasted so good, he should package and sell it.
He drove to a gas station that he’d located that sold E-85, filled up and bought a gallon of water. He watered the rosemary plant and put the rest in the back. The drive to the national forest was only a few miles. His old optimism was returning, after getting temporarily derailed by Mrs. Griffin’s less than courteous behavior. Of course she wasn’t from a part of the country known for good manners, but her actions struck him as rude even for a northerner. He forced himself to put her out of mind with another little prayer. “Help that poor woman to have a little more gratitude” was the way he put it and then he brought his mind to bear on Ellie again.
Ellie on the top of one of the White Mountain peaks needed him, of that he was more than certain. Irena Griffin had confirmed it to him. She wouldn’t have given him directions so easily if she hadn’t been worried herself for Ted’s sake. All the rudeness had really been a mask for desperation. She was the kind of person who would never admit to feeling desperate, some pact she’d made with herself at some point, he guessed. He would do his best for her sake as well as his own. Maybe that would make things go a little easier, if he wasn’t just striving on his own behalf. At least that’s how it had gone for him in times past. He was headed east; the sun finally came out and lighted his path. He thought again about Ellie’s favorite song and drove on.
Chapter Five
Ellie and Ted had been rousted early by the agents for the journey into the White Mountains. The sun was barely peaking over the horizon when they headed out in a grey sedan, belonging she assumed to whatever nameless agency the two worked for. A feeling of unease settled over her as they drove. Ordinarily, she would have appreciated the opportunity to take a road trip into a national forest. She had actually camped in one of the outlying camp sites during her college years, when she was dating a man who wanted to work for the forest service.
The relationship didn’t last, and he didn’t even end up working in that field, migrating to New York’s financial district instead. Well that was another type of wilderness she supposed. She hadn’t thought of her college boyfriend for a long time, and it brought a slight smile to her face. He was probably safely ensconced in some Connecticut neighborhood, making the daily commute, dreaming of the big score rather than giant sequoias. During their time together, they had talked about going out west and camping among the giant red woods, another dream they hadn’t realized. She sighed deeply. Ted turned to her and gave her a discerning look. “The older I get the more I realize that it is best never to look back.”
She nodded and cast a glance in the direction of the two men in the front of the vehicle. “I want to stay focused on the here and now,” she said.
Ted patted her hand. “There’s no reason for trepidation. We are on a marvelous adventure that will bring new hope
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