Share 'Till The Last Rain Drop Falls." Part Fourteen'
When I woke up I was in a sleeping bag. I was in a tent but I could still feel the cold ground underneath me. I thought it was suppose it be cold up in the mountains that's when I felt his arms around me. I guess I grew so familiar with them that they didn't seem off to me. I quickly squirmed them off of me. I turned over and there was his face starring back at me.
“Why are you here?”
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