Those are like magic words to her. She instantly perks up and nods, and waits to hop off the bike so she can dig through the saddlebags to pull out a jar of jerky and a jar of dried apples.]
Like these, mi querida?
[She leans over to kiss the tip of his nose before hopping off the back of the bike, clutching those jars close to her chest.]
How do you know it's not a camping spot though? Are other people already here?
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Those are like magic words to her. She instantly perks up and nods, and waits to hop off the bike so she can dig through the saddlebags to pull out a jar of jerky and a jar of dried apples.]
Like these, mi querida?
[She leans over to kiss the tip of his nose before hopping off the back of the bike, clutching those jars close to her chest.]
How do you know it's not a camping spot though? Are other people already here?
[Yeah, she sees those footprints.]