“This place sucks!” Taking her eyes off the gravel road in front of them, Mary glanced in his direction. “What’s wrong?” “No cell reception,” he said, glaring out the window to the thick forest flowing up and down hills on either side of them. “And we’re in the middle of nowhere. I should’ve known better than to let you drag me up here.” “It’s for a good cause,” Mary said with a frown, looking ahead once more. “The pastor wants this place cleaned up before they bring the kids here next month.” Ken grunted. “Yeah, whatever. The only reason I’m here is because you begged me, and because I’ll be graduating soon.” Mary’s eyes misted. “I thought you came because you loved me.” Rolling his eyes, Ken looked over at his girlfriend. “I’m going to need a job, aren’t I, at least until you graduate next year? One of the deacons is boss at an investment firm. Anything I can do to look good in his eyes will be worth it.” Steering around a hole in the middle of the road, Mary reached up and brushed away her tears.
