Chapter Four
“This sucks,” Alexa complained. She spread a second blanket over the thick layer of straw and looked around for the pillow she'd brought along. She was still dressed as she had been that morning, her newly-bought clothes still tied up in their brown paper package. Putting on fresh clothes without showering first seemed like a waste of time, and in the wilderness with Will she'd had to wear the same clothes for more than one day before. She didn't much care for it, but she could endure it.
“I think you look pretty good in there,” Mike chuckled as he leaned on the door to the stall she was in. “You're a mite overdressed, though. I could help you with that.”
“Thanks, but no thanks,” Alexa snapped. She'd been in a foul mood ever since she'd found out that there were no rooms av
