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Lost and Found
Tearing between tree branches and over roots that seemed to stick up from the ground and lash out at my boots, I made my way back through the woods. I had been running for several minutes before I realized I had no idea where I was going. All of that careful planning of landmarks so that I could find my way back to the tree, and eventually Grandma’s cottage, were out the window as I sprinted away from the teenaged boy I’d seen chopping wood, a vision of his blue eyes in my mind and nothing in my line of sight save the occasional tree branch that reached too closely to my face.
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