As usual, Joe was prepared: food and water, map and compass, rain gear and tent, flashlight, matches. He left a note with his name, date, time, and route.
He set out, hiking the yard’s unvarying relief. Around, around.
His wife, pouring herself more wine, hoped he’d get lost this time.
Iain Young thinks the best part of a hike is the end, when he sees his car in the parking lot.
Love this story. My favorite so far!
Love it! It plays like a scene in a movie it a Brit Com. Funny and touching.
I hate autocorrect! It was supposed to be or.
Sounds dysfunctional to me. LOL!