“Liesel, what does the GPS say?”
Andy’s voice jerked Liesel out of her reverie. “Uh, we have to climb a little higher.”
When she and Andy had left the pool behind, the trail turned sharply upward. In spots the path almost petered out. When rocks or trees blocked the way, they had to step off the trail and try to make their way around the obstruction. Tree branches slapped Liesel’s face as she stumbled over forest debris. Gnats buzzed around her head, making the climb even harder. Worse yet, mosquitoes were feasting on her ankles.