Came back to the camp very late. Only to find Enough gone.
My fear has come true. I’m kicking myself for my little foray yesterday morning. I should have left a note about my intentions. Though it did not seem plausible at the time that I could be absent more than an hour or so.
I needed to check out the area further away from the village on this side of the river. We should have run into that widow and her son long before now. I wonder if she has gone on over the mountain.
I spotted two cabins from one of the drones. It was at its limit. One looked inhabited, so I had to check it out.
Nothing. And I could not go on, knowing that Enough was alone and perhaps concerned for me.
Obviously he was, and he went to find me.
And no note from him either. We’ll have to talk about that.
He should have waited. That’s what I’m going to do.