Without any warning, an overcast sky took hold, causing Holly and Laura to stare up the grey sky in wonder. A chilly wind stirred the branches of the towering pines above them. Laura wrapped her arms around herself, suddenly feeling a bit cold. Holly wished they had brought their sweatshirts. The tanktops they had on were not going to be effective in warding off the chill of the wind.
''Maybe we should go back to camp.'' Laura offered hopefully.
Holly objected, telling her that the weather could change back to sunny in a heartbeat. Thats how it was in the mountains! ''We don't have that far to go.'' She told Laura. Cape Trigger was only a half mile further up.
Laura looked around them, suddenly feeling that uneasy sense that something was wrong, the same as she had when they first set up camp. But she kept quiet and continued to follow her best friend upward, toward Cape Trigger.
Cape Trigger derrived its' name from the mid 1800's, when a gold rush in the area had been the cause of many a gunfight amongst the old prospecters. They fought and shot their guns over territorial rights or somebody stealing their stash or simply because they were just plain drunk on homemade whiskey. The sound of gunfire would penetrate the hills, richocheting the echoes off the rock formations at the top of the mountain. Therefore the rock outcropping on the peak became known as Cape Trigger.
Finally reaching the peak at Cape Trigger, Holly and Laura took in the beauty of the forest below. However, it was very cool at the top and both girls were anxious by then to return to camp and down their warm clothes. Besides, the sunlight had not shown up again as Holly hoped it would.
Just as the young woman began their descent back down the mountain, Laura thought she saw a flash of something bright yellow, scurrying between the trees, way down below where the trees were so small, they looked like blades of grass. She stopped, hoping to see a road beyond so that she could convince herself it had been a car she had seen. But she saw no road. The road was on the other side of Cape Trigger.
She kept her fears to herself, knowing Holly would brush them aside as she did the night before. Laura could just hear her scoffing, ''There you go again, imagining things.''
Laura tried hard to tell herself that she WAS imagining things. She really wanted it to be that way................
Continued Later
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