I was not meant to be alone.And I had been. For far too long. If the worst happened and I died of hypothermia or was taken down by a poacher who spotted movement and shot without thinking, it was better than the way I had been living.I hoped that Nikky, my neighbor’s daughter, would be good to my poultry. I’d have brought them if I could, but how would I have led a flock of chickens, geese, and ducks over the mountains?I had to press on, no matter who or what had groaned or made a noise that sounded like one. Every step took me closer to where I wanted to be, where I prayed I’d be welcomed or at least allowed to remain. In the distance, the moon’s reflection brightened a lake, and I made for it, ready to replenish my water stores. Luckily, I had a filtration straw, so I wouldn’t have to treat it any other way and ruin the taste. Like with the iodine tablets I’d used before a guest left the straw behind after a visit.Mike I hurried down toward the shimmering body of water and crou
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