“Thank you, it brought back memories,” I said as we handed over the horses to the stable-hand and began our way back to our cabin. “Wonderful memories.”
“I’m glad. Have a good night,” the owner said, coming out of his office, and I was sure I saw a wink pass through the two of them.
“You can count on it,” I muttered as our feet scrunched up old gum leaves on the trail to the cabins.
* * * *
We’d met here almost two years ago on a school camp. We were both teachers and even though our respective schools were within six miles of each other our paths had never crossed. Once I laid eyes on her I knew I had to have her, but would shebe interested?
It had been a long day. The bus trip up had been exhausting and the pupils were overtired having endured a trail ride through the woods and now the chore of setting up camp. They weren’t a bad bunch but when you’re a teacher you had to have control at all times.