End Game
“You ran up ahead.”
“I thought I saw a ferret.”
“They’re mongooses. Mongeese? They were brought here to help control the rat population but took over.”
“Well, they’re cute. I want one.”
“I think they’re mean.”
“They just want love.” Quinn puts her phone back in her bag and holds out her hand. I take it, lacing our fingers and pulling her in for a kiss. We’re hiking today, on our way to see a waterfall. It’s hotter today, and the comfortable breeze is gone now that we’re in the thick of the woods. Still, being here with the love of my life is good for my soul. I didn’t know how much I needed this until we got here.