It was Friday, April 18th, work had given me the month sabbatical I requested. Nancy must have heard what she said, because she put a hand on Crystal’s shoulder and shook her, “Crystal.”
Crystal’s eye’s popped open with a start, and she looked around the shelter. XXX “You could always take off with one of these young hikers, I wouldn’t blame you. I met Crystal for dinner the next evening and told her the good news. And, well… girls really need a male traveling companion on the AT,” answered Nancy. Everything was high end, lightweight, and expensive. I was actually a big guy, I could have backhanded her, and sent her flying across a room if I so chose to do so. The girls told me the shelter was already full when they got here a couple of hours ago.
