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We
were
soon
out
of
the
town
limits
,
despite
his
negativity
.
Thick
underbrush
and
green
-
swathed
trunks
replaced
the
lawns
and
houses
.
"
Turn
right
on
the
one
-
ten
,
"
he
instructed
just
as
I
was
about
to
ask
.
I
obeyed
silently
.
"
Now
we
drive
until
the
pavement
ends
.
"
I
could
hear
a
smile
in
his
voice
,
but
I
was
too
afraid
of
driving
off
the
road
and
proving
him
right
to
look
over
and
be
sure
.
"
And
what
’
s
there
,
at
the
pavement
’
s
end
?
"
I
wondered
.
"
A
trail
.
"
"
We
’
re
hiking
?
"
Thank
goodness
I
’
d
worn
tennis
shoes
.
"
Is
that
a
problem
?
"
He
sounded
as
if
he
’
d
expected
as
much
.
"
No
.
"
I
tried
to
make
the
lie
sound
confident
.
But
if
he
thought
my
truck
was
slow
.
.
.
