28 - It Was All Me

~Hannah’s Point of View~

“Why don’t you finish the end,” Pax says, handing me the book.

I make a face, hating that he’s putting me on the spot. But it’s been two days of everyone taking turns reading the story on and off. I’m ready to hear the end already!

“It’ll take me ten times as long to get through it,” I whine, hating that I sound pitiful.

He shrugs.

“It’s a few pages,” he says, like it's no big deal.

“We all had to learn sometime,” Kyle says..

“Yeah but I bet you learned a decade ago,” I insist, but snatch the book out of Pax’s hands. He grins.

I sit in front of the fire, though it's the middle of the day the air is a bit crisp and chilly. I’m glad that Parker packed sensible clothes for our trip, no fancy dresses or shoes. I’m really starting to like blue jeans, I’d never had a nice pair before.

There are two search teams out right now, and Parker has gone too. My heart is heavy with each passing hour that we don’t find any clues. I need the distraction so I clear my