Chapter 4
…I’m not much for outdoor life…
“But I thought…” Suddenly Greg knew the truth. “Sean, you’re one hell of a liar, you know that?”
“What do you mean?”
“Hell, man, you told me you didn’t like this kind of life. Now you’re telling me about an old woman that you couldn’t possibly know about unless you’re familiar with every path, every trail, every turn, and every shadow. What’s the truth?”
“Greg, think back, man. I just said I wasn’t much for outdoor life. I didn’t say I didn’t know how to survive in it. How can I, or any man know if they like it or not if they haven’t experienced it at some point?”
“So you have been up here before, right?”
“A time or two.”
“Then why the hell did you act like you’d never heard of the place? Hell, man, you let me go on and on about this place
