Chapter 125

“Where are you going?” Mike said.

“Patience.”

I found a low-end LaserJet and placed the box in the shopping cart.

“We may have a need to print something up here from a laptop,” I said.

“Good idea. Don’t forget to buy a cable. Printers don’t include that little item these days.”

On the way to the cabin, we stopped at the bakery and picked up the bread and a few goodies.

“That’s a lot of pastry,” Mike said as we loaded the car.

“So we run up and down the mountain three times a day instead of twice.”

“That should work off the extra calories,” he said.

At the cabin, we put our purchases away and decided to go up the mountain at a slow jog. “This is much harder than running the bridges,” Mike said after we’d gone about a mile.

“That means it’s that much better for us,” I said.

“No argument there.”

At the cabin and freshly showered, we used the grilled chicken breasts left over from dinner to make a chicken Caesar salad.