| Gwen closed her traveling bag. She was ready to go. Once more she looked around, sighed a little. The time off would be wonderfull. Away from the deaths and the other recent stress she had been going through. As she softly closed the door behind her to not awaken those who were still asleep inside, a squirrel happily came to greet her. “Ah, I should have known we’d have someone around to guard our steps.” She patted the little creature. “Let’s go, Khila.” |