Back to Camp
The man didn’t speak—just nodded faintly. Lucas eased him down by the fire pit and added more wood. Flames sparked up, and the warmth was instant. The man huddled close, hands outstretched. Lucas pulled out one of his instant food pouches and presented it to the mysterious man. “Eat slow,” he said. “You need it.” The man’s eyes filled with quiet gratitude.
Page 38 of 50
