Part Two – Chapter Seven.
As we headed across the field of tents in the darkness Mark tripped over a guide rope, “f**k” he cursed louder than he should at this time of night “f**k off” the occupants retaliated causing both Jake and I to giggle at him.
We reached the tent, and got in, Jake then turned to us, smiling he looked so dam happy, and given how things had been just 24 hours ago, hope entered my heart that things would be okay.
“Nite Mam, Nite Dad” he shouted as he headed into his room, zipping up his door but not before giggling, then winking at us! Just like his father!
Mark and I entered our side, he placed the extra blankets on the bed, and unzipped my sleeping bag to make it wider, then stripped down to his boxers, he was so dam gorgeous, his strong muscles still as defin
