John and Matty removed their backpacks and sat down on the rocks next to the creek bed. Matty took a deep drink from her bottle of water and opened up an energy bar. She looked up toward the crest of the hill, the sun sending beams of light through the trees, illuminating the ferns near where they sat.
John looked over at his wife and followed her gaze. “Beautiful, isn’t it? It’s so lush, so bucolic.”
“Yes, it is,” Matty readily agreed. “And it’s more than that, John,. It’s tranquil, idyllic.”
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