Ways To Go

The next day came all too soon. Neither of us wanted to continue the journey, but both of us knew we had no other choice. I feared Hafgan would use this moment against us, but so far, he had remained quiet. Perhaps fighting me off last night used up too much of his energy?

One could only hope.

“How far is the location we need to go to?” Max asked, his voice quiet. Although it was far quicker to ride his bike, last night he had decided to go slower today. I had agreed to it, so he heard no argument from me.

“We still have a ways to go yet,” I responded. “We’re not even halfway there yet… it’s further northwest,” I remind him of our direction and then give him a small smile.

“Right,” Max says, nodding slowly. He seems almost dejected by the whole thing, but there isn’t much I can do for him, other than offer him my comfort.

Neither of us would have ever thought we would find our