Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Ed sat on the huge rock waiting for Edna to catch up. He removed the heavy knapsack from his shoulder and wiped his sweaty brow. Edna slowly plopped down next to him to catch her breath.
They examined the split in the trail, trying to figure out which way to go.
Ed studied the trail options, wiped his face again, and finally caught Edna’s eye. Her red face told him all he needed to know.
Without a word, the two hikers rose, reversed their path, and headed straight for the cold drinks and sandwiches Edna had packed in their car.