The following morning, they left under scudding clouds. Michelle looked up at them as she trundled along at the rear end of the party, wondering if they were going to run into rain. It was cool out with a slight breeze that played with the collar of her jacket. Some distance ahead, Cam and Scott were poling along and chatting together, looking pretty chummy. Her best friend was certainly having fun with the striking young man. Michelle wondered if Cam’s offhanded comment about Scott looking good was really offhanded.
Kembe came beside her as she poled along the gritty trail that had left the crumbling paved road they’d been on the last four days.
“Lots to see today,” he said.
“Oh?” Michelle replied as she stepped onto one of the embedded rocks scattered along the track. She hopped down
