#Chapter 169: Chasing An Army

After two days, I’m beginning to feel stir-crazy. I’ve opened up more to Wade and Scott, talking to them more openly than before. But Caleb is the man I love. Sitting beside him in the backseat but not communicating with him at all is starting to upset me. Time is precious, and I don’t really want to fight anymore. But neither do I want to air out our differences in front of Wade and Scott. “We’re almost at the edge of the forest,” Scott says. “We’ll have to go on foot from here forward.” “I’ll stay with the car,” Wade adds. “Drive around so we aren’t suspiciously parked. Scott will contact me through the usual channels when you need a pickup.” “Very good,” Caleb says, one of his few words of the day. Soon, Wade pulls the car up to the side of the road. Scott, Caleb, and I hop out then hurry to disappear behind the tree line as Wade drives away. “It doesn’t appear as if we were seen,” Scott says, checking behind us. “I’ll go on ahead and scout the perimeter. Continue due ea