The Lowe's and Caitlin didn't realize that something was keeping an close watch on them as they walked deeper and deeper into the words.
Caitlin finally turned her headset down to just having her mother's favorite composer as background music. She listened to Jim talk about his childhood with his parents.
Dori allowed Griffin to walk beside his father. She wanted to walk beside Caitlin anyhow to try to bond with her second cousin some more. "So Cait are you enjoying the camping trip so far?"
"Yea it's an blast." Caitlin rolled her eyes skyward. "What with the whole fighting in the car and the setting up the camp and now this little nature walk." She waved her hand around her.
Griffin looked back at the two women. "Yea I bet growing up in the streets you don't see the beauty of the real world do ya."
"You call this the real world? Ha the streets are the real world computer geek." Caitlin snorted.
"Caitlin... what have we told you about calling Griffin names?" Jim stopped and turned to Caitlin with his arms across his chest.
Caitlin stopped walking and folded her arms across her chest. "I'm not allowed to. That it's not polite."
"And ..." Griffin smirked at Caitlin quite enjoying her getting in trouble once again.
"Griffin you are no help. Let your father and me handle this." Dori frowned at her son.
"Sorry mom. Sorry Caitlin." Griffin smiled softly at Caitlin.
Caitlin jerked her head. She rolled her eyes knowing what the Lowe's were expecting of her. "Yea sorry about that computer geek talk."
"Hey not an problem sis... uh Caitlin." Griffin blushed slightly at his mishap.
Caitlin frowned at the 'sis' comment and closed her eyes. She didn't see Dori's eyes light up with sudden tears and Jim's goofy grin. When she opened her eyes again she saw the Lowe's with straight faces. "So what else do you have to show us Jim?" She said in the silence.
"Follow me and I'll show you." Jim turned and began once again to lead the way down the well worn path deeper into the forest.
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*Almost there. They are going right toward's it.* The mysteries thing wanted to leap with joy.