“Hang on, I’ll be right there!”
Fresh out of the shower, Mila called back as she towel-dried her hair, her voice carrying a hint of cheerfulness.
Sensing Archie’s impatience from beyond the door, she hurried her pace—pulling on the lightweight pink-and-black windbreaker she’d grabbed at the highway rest stop, giving her hair a quick rub, and heading over to let him in.
“Ready?” she asked, swinging the door open.
Archie blinked in surprise when he saw her. “Why’s your hair still wet?”
“It’s fine. Let’s just go get our stuff.”
“No way. It’s still raining outside, and you just got over a fever. The roads ahead are way tougher than anything we’ve done so far. If you get sick again now, we’re toast.”
Under Archie’s unwavering insistence, Mila retreated and dutifully blow-dried her hair, bundling up before stepping back out.
The two of them had already mapped out a thorough supply list—thanks to online travel guides and advice from seasoned road-trippers—so they made a beeline for the biggest outdoor sports store in town.
Their main haul:
Tents, sleeping bags, UV-protection sunglasses, a first aid kit, trekking poles, and other hiking essentials.
They stocked up on daily necessities and food supplies, grabbed portable chargers, a digital altimeter, a pile of handy car tools, and thick clothes with hats and boots.
Because the elevation along the Trans-Mountain Highway would climb steadily, they added portable oxygen canisters—just in case. Sure, driving allowed for some adjustment, but it never hurt to be prepared.
After triple-checking that nothing was missing, they enjoyed one last meal in Magnolia Harbor. They inspected the SUV, updated the in-car GPS, and downloaded offline maps just in case they lost signal in the wilderness.
By afternoon, they were ready to hit the road.
The black SUV roared to life on the wide, open highway.
Archie, dressed in all black, slid behind the wheel and shot Mila a grin, his energy infectious. “Well, cousin, are you ready for this?”
“Yeah,” Mila replied, her tone cool and steady. She’d grown used to Archie’s teenage bravado, but even she couldn’t deny a flutter of anticipation beneath her calm exterior.
She’d had adventures before.
But nothing quite like this.
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