The fog lay heavy over the warped forest road, obscuring trees and potholes on the way to the meeting point. It had been ages since Lauren had made the drive out here but she still knew every inch and pebble on the way. Back in the day she’d come up to Peak Point every few days, the perfect place if one wanted to think and write without being bothered by – well anyone considering it took a good hour to drive up and down again, more if all you had was a small motorcycle you had no licence for and had to borrow from your brother who worked hard to afford it.
These days it took less time and the car was hers, but the road with all its nicks and turns and slopes and gravel was every bit as strenuous as it had been. Lots of fun though, having made it to the top Lauren could look down on the road she had just come up, sitting on her hood as she waited for Nathan to appear out of the fog.