It was mid-morning.
Ashleigh had already taken her tent down and found that all of Alice’s stuff, including her tent, was already nicely packed away and ready to go. There was a note saying she was scouting ahead and would return by lunchtime.
“I hear it’s a special day today,” Myka chirped as he approached Ashleigh.
Ashleigh looked back over her shoulder at Myka with a smile.
“It’s my birthday if that’s what you mean,” she said.
“How old are you now?” he asked.
“Nineteen,” she replied.
Myka’s brows lifted, and he did not hesitate to show his surprise.
Ashleigh looked at him quizzically.
“I thought you already knew how old I was,” she said.
“Yea, but, honestly, I thought Alice might be joking. Like a comment on your maturity level or something,” he said.
Ashleigh tilted her head at him, raising an eyebrow of her own.
“I was told that you were charming. But, unfortunately, I’m not seeing it.”
Myka laughed and nodded.
