Once we get out from behind the waterfall and exit the creek, I spread the blanket out on the ground and pull her next to me to sit. Our clothes are still wet and so are our bodies, so we are best to just air-dry for now. I pull the food from the picnic basket and realize that Cookie made us a whole picnic spread. She packed ham, deviled eggs, potato salad, coleslaw, and mac and cheese. I start portioning out our plates and pass her one and we start to dig in.
“Sorry to jump on you like this, but I need to know some things before we get back to the pack house.” I say around a mouth full of ham. She nods her head as she tears into the mac and cheese. It seems to be one of her favorites. “What did those boys do to you, baby girl? I know there is more there than what is being said.” She lo
