ON FLIGHT VII

“I knew we were definitely entering the world of the rain forest, the lush jungle of mystery that only deepened and became more dangerous with each passing second. The river narrowed, and the air grew still with the dark pungent scents of the deep rain forest. I had recognized the signs. Soon, the river would be impossible to navigate. I had said to my partner then. They would be forced to abandon the boats and tramp through the forest on foot. Unlike many places in the rain forest where it was easy to walk because very little could live on the forest floor without too much light, this area was dense. I'd traveled extensively, but the smells and the stillness of this place was a thing I’d found nowhere else on earth. Unlike any of her previous visits, this time I felt a little claustrophobic.” Annabel was saying, recounting one of her trips to Emma. Been nodded along. He had been there too. The first they had met. He said.

"Yes, I swear the jungle was alive that day." Ben said, chuckli