Nerthus
I inhale deeply as I stand in front of Luciana’s timber house.
It’s my second day up here, and I can’t say that I slept particularly unwell, but I’m really not made for existing outside the city. Especially now that I’m accustomed to New York City, the peace up here makes me feel like I’m back in my hometown.
And I loathe it.
Taking another cleansing breath, I stretch, standing on my toes. I start walking down the road to reach a small diner and order a shitload of unhealthy food for breakfast.
I love these places.
As I dig in, I watch the people outside, getting ready to hike up the paths. I’m sure that I would throw up on my first hike as I’m definitely exaggerating on my breakfast, but I don’t care. Jenna’s fear must have had a bigger impact on me than I had imagined, as
