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no intention of doing anything like rappelling down a mountain. “You tell me how it goes for you,” she remarked sarcastically.
    He looked up, staring at her. “I’m not doing it without you.”
    She shrugged. “Then...you’re not doing it.”
    “We’ll see about that,” he mumbled.
    “What did you just say?” she asked, although she heard him clearly.
    “I said...supper’s ready.” He put the chicken on a tin plate and handed it to her. She raised an eyebrow, but didn’t let on she had heard him. “You better eat up, before it gets cold.”
    She grabbed the plate and headed to the picnic table, with Kevin following right behind her. Neither of them mentioned the itinerary during the meal. They just took in the peace and quiet of the wilderness.
    “I’m glad you insisted we come here, Kevin. It’s really beautiful here,” Tara said.
    Kevin nodded. “You can say that again.”
    He took in the view around the camp and then looked back at her.
    “We should come back here more often.”
    “We’ll see how the weekend goes,” she said, taking a bite of her chicken and nodding. “This is even better than it smells.”
    “What do you mean?” he asked, startling her.
    She looked up and laughed.
    “Nothing...it just tastes really good.”
    “No...” He shook his head. “What do you mean by we’ll see how the weekend goes?”
    She snickered. She didn’t know what she meant by it, other than it just seemed like the right thing to say.
    “Nothing, but maybe after this weekend you’ll decide you’ve changed your mind.”
    “I doubt it,” he mumbled, only this time she didn’t pretend like she didn’t hear him.
    “What do you mean? We’ve changed since the last time we were here at Iron Horse,” she argued. “I’m not the pushover I used to be.”
    His eyes squinted as he laughed.  She crossed her arms in front of her and stared at him.
    “Why are you laughing?”
    “No reason, but I didn’t know you thought you were a pushover. I definitely never saw that side of you.” He smiled.
    She looked away. “The point is...we both have changed. It’s life.”
    She turned to the grill, remembering how surprised she was that he volunteered to do one grilling. She couldn’t stop herself from replaying their make out session at the movie theatre. Everything reminded her of it.
    “Well if we’ve changed, it’s for the better,” he replied, locking his eyes with hers.
    She swallowed hard. The way he was looking at her made her think the topic had changed, and now they were talking about what she was replaying in her mind. She looked down at her plate and took another bite of her chicken. If she just let it slide, she could pretend nothing was getting to her. They ate the rest of their supper in silence and she tried to prolong the quiet and the meal as long as she could.
    “Are you ready?” he asked, reaching for her plate so he could clean the dishes and put them away before they head out.
    She twirled around and faced him. “I’m ready to do whatever you want to do, as long as it doesn’t have anything to do with mountains and ropes.”
    “Are you really that scared?” he asked.
    She thought about denying it, but finally just nodded. “There’s something about suspending myself off of a mountainside that gets me worrying it’ll be the last thing I do on earth.” She laughed nervously. “Call me crazy.”
    He stepped behind her and reached out to hold her from behind. His hands took hers at her side. She looked down at their intertwined fingers, feeling the warmth of his chest on her back. Her breath hitched as she absentmindedly stared at the connection of their hands.
    “I won’t let anything happen to you, Tara,” he whispered. “You can trust me.”
    “You know I trust you,” she said slowly, then turned at the neck to look back at him. “But how are you going to save me when you are hanging from another rope?”
    “I would find a way,” he replied, smiling. “We’re