Two days later, the whole family, a lively bunch spanning three generations, split up into seven vehicles and set forth from Moonlit Lake with great fanfare.
Along the way, they traversed numerous towns and faced their fair share of setbacks, including severe weather and a blown tire. Yet, nothing could dampen the genuine joy that bubbled within them.
On the brighter days, every evening at the campsite, the adults would help the kids set up bug zappers, attracting a spectacle of insects of all colors and sizes.
Even Felix, who had a notorious fear of creepy-crawlies, mustered the courage to hunt for beautiful butterflies for his daughter.
Molly had her principles. She cherished the beauty of butterflies but forbade the capture and harm of the living creatures.
Thus, whenever Felix spotted an exquisite butterfly, he would watch over it like a hawk, waiting. The moment the butterfly passed naturally, he would delicately collect it with his tools.d2
On one of their strolls, Rosalynn and Wayne came across Felix, crouched in the bushes, stalking his winged prey. Rosalynn remarked with a sense of awe, "It's like finding the beauty in the beast, isn't it?"
Nearly two years had passed since Felix transformed from a man who lived for the thrill of the hunt to one who wouldn't dare harm a butterfly because of his daughter's wish. It was a change that could move anyone to reflection.
Ever since the trip began, Paige inexplicably blended in with the kids' group.
She joined them in their educational exploration of creek life, her enthusiasm outshining even the children's.
When it came to the nighttime insect-watching, Paige was at the forefront, her delight at discovering unique bugs surpassing that of the youngsters.
Throughout the trip, everyone naturally shared the task of looking after baby Trista, though the child spent most of her time in the arms of her dad and uncle.
Jaime, watching Paige act so unlike a mother, let slip a teasing comment.
In response, Baillie seriously explained, "Her childhood was brief; she never got to play like this. Consider it making up for lost time."
The profundity of Baillie's words struck Jaime to the core, improving his already favorable opinion of the man and solidifying his views on love.
The next day, Jaime confessed to Rosalynn, "Sis, when I'm ready to settle down, I want to be a perfect husband, just like Baillie."
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