They went fishing three afternoons in a row. On the fourth day, Daniel rowed south, paralleling the shore, and then angled toward the grass. “I want to show you something,” he said.
Katie frowned. “I’d rather fish.”
“It won’t take long.”
He beached the boat and took her hand as they crossed the hillside toward the trees. When they reached the first bushes, he paused and turned. She thought he was going to kiss her. Instead, he gestured toward the valley below.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
“Kind of lonely,” Katie said. “Not many people.”
“That’s why I like it.” He turned back toward the trees. “Come on.”
He led her up through the rocks and trees to the edge of a small meadow. “Quiet,” he warned, then, “See them?”
There were three elk in the meadow, two with babies. She nodded absently and looked back toward Eagle Nest Lake.
Copyright © 2014 Loretta Miles Tollefson