Chapter Seven
On Saturday Naomi decided she was glad she’d gotten the waterproof hiking boots. The trail out to the waterfall wasn’t difficult, exactly, but there was snow on the ground in a lot of areas, and where there wasn’t, the constant snow and runoff had created craters and divots in the dirt that were just begging to turn her ankles. If she wasn’t paying attention. So she spent the majority of the hike watching the ground instead of the gorgeous trees, birds and sky.
Ethan had talked to Dave, the park ranger she’d played darts with, and he’d joined them for the hike. Not, Ethan had assured them, because he couldn’t follow the trail guides himself, but because he hadn’t gotten to spend any time with his friend, since he’d been playing pool that night.
Right.
Dave was telling the
