“I think we’re lost.”
We were in the middle of the woods just outside the borders of our campsite, in Fairbanks, Alaska.
Harley was leading us through the woods, and was certain she knew where we were even though I was pretty sure we were going in circles.
The ground was damp from the previous snow and my feet were frozen solid. It was so cold I could see my own breath, I don’t know why I ever wanted to move here. I should have listened to my mom.
A twig snapped behind us, I turned around expecting to see him, lurking, but instead I saw a blessing in disguise. It was a rabbit, an injured rabbit.
“Harley hold on a second, if we don’t want to starve we need to eat.” I heard her roll eyes all the way from here.
“Dani we don’t have time for this shit, you hardly eat anyway so why start now? Listen we only have two hours until sunset and I am not prepared to spend the night with the coyotes are you?
” She turned to face me. Her arms were crossed and she had a look on her face I didn’t recognize, almost as if something was wrong. I lowered my bow and un-knocked my arrow.
We were in the middle of a trail with trees all around us, no end in sight.
I don’t know why she was so worried, we had plenty of supplies with us to build a fort and I could easily get us a meal for the night, there was something she wasn’t telling me.
I didn’t push her for the sake of my sanity, I was not in the mood to deal with her right now. I just wanted to get home.
I rolled my eyes and shoved past her, waiting for her to cut me off to take the lead again, but I waited, and waited. I kept waiting, but she still stayed behind me.
I was kind of hoping she would have taken it by now because my directions sucked, the only reason I shoved past her was to make a point.
There was a fork in the trail ahead, the right looked identical to the left so I just picked the right and headed that direction.
“Hey bonehead, don’t you want to get home before sunset?”
“Yeah, I do, which is why I was walking to the right, the way home,” I cringed, I knew that wasn’t the way home if Harley said it wasn’t, but I wasn’t about to bow down to her.
Instead of responding to fuel the fire, she walked on ahead of me. Probably a good idea considering we both had tempers. We walked into the night, trying to find our way home.
I just wish I would have knew then, that there was no point in going home, because it was gone before we even got there.