Jenny POV:
Finally, we reached the summit of Ember Mountain, and I couldn't contain my excitement. I took pictures and made videos of myself, grinning from ear to ear. "This view is insane!" I shouted, my voice carried away by the wind.
Aunt Cathy nodded, her eyes shining with fatigue. "Yes, let's rest for a while. I'm so exhausted." She sat down on the rocky floor, her back against a boulder.
Dad and I followed suit, removing our backpacks and laying them down beside us. I closed my eyes, feeling the warm sun on my face and the cool breeze rustling my hair. "Hmmm, this is the feeling," I sighed, letting out a contented breath.
Aunt Cathy smiled, her eyes twinkling. "Anyone who comes up here leaves in a different way. That's why I've been willing to come up here with you, so we both can experience that."
Dad chuckled. "Don't forget me, Cathy. I'm the one who carried the heavy bags."