It's 5:30 PM and I was getting hungry. I looked back in my bag to see what I had in there.
I had some hard-boiled eggs and ham and cheese sandwiches in my bag. I decided on a sandwich and a hard-boiled egg.
I looked outside while eating, and an image of my mom and me climbing up the mountain, building a fire and playing cards came to my mind.
*12 years ago*
"Momma, can we play after you get done climbing to the cave?" I ask sweetly, hanging on to her back.
We will need to take a break before we play." She laughs.
"Then we can play?" I ask.
She laughs and says "Yes then we can play."
"Yayyy!" I giggle.
As soon as she got to the top, I hopped off of her back and ran to the cave.
"Be careful my dear, don't trip on the rocks!" Momma shouts just enough for me to hear.
"Yes momma." I say as I slow down.
Momma collected some wood that she had piled up on the side of the cave and started a fire, so that way we could stay warm.
