Primal Inheritance: Freedom [COMPLETED]

A Day At The Park

Allen

"This is my favorite part of the job."

"Really? Because I hate this."
My friend Danielle and I were volunteering at Sardis Park. Unlike Danielle, I enjoyed picking up all the litter and walking around the entire park. She's acting like this is the hardest thing she's ever done.

"I don't see why you're whining so much," I told her." You love giving tours, and we're walking on most of the same trails."
"Yes, but we never do it for this long. Ugh!"

She just drops her trash bag and sits on a fallen tree. That's one of the highlights of this forest. We have almost as many dead trees as the ones still standing.

"Fine," I said because I hate when people quit and I'm the only fool still trying. We aren't actually getting paid anyway. This is just community service. But don't get comfortable. We still have to go to that tree that fell yesterday on the west side of the park. The trail is blocked off, but David told us to make sure no one is still using it."

Either she was glad this is our last assignment for today, or she was anxious to get away from the mosquitoes, because she hopped up instantly and said, "Let's go."

She also left her bag behind for me to pick up.

Typical.

The sky was grayish with huge clouds, and the constant wind felt amazing. The air was very warm, and it hadn't started raining yet.

"Hey Allen, I just realized," Danielle started as we got near the blocked trail.

"What if we see a homeless person living on the trail? I don't wanna be the person that has to tell them to move."

I hadn't considered that. "Neither do I."
She laughed. "But you're the guy. You should be the one to tell them to move."

I smiled and shook my head. "Nope. No way. I'm gonna take my ass to the nearest McDonald's, get something to eat, and go home. I'll just say we didn't see anything."

"But you were the main one saying we weren't done yet though."

Just then, I tried to hop over a tree trunk and slipped on the edge.
Danielle laughed hysterically while I dusted myself off.

"Alright, I'm going to get you for laughing just- oh, we're here."

This tree might've been the biggest in the park, or maybe not because I never pay attention to Danielle when she does the tours. I never bothered learning the information because I work with and maintain the plants.

"Hey, is this the biggest tree in the park?"

She was so busy inspecting the tree I didn't think she heard me.

"Heck no. It's not even in the top ten. In fact, the one behind you it's almost twice this size."

I looked back, and she was right.

"In my defense, it's hard to tell because this one has fallen down."

"Whatever, you need to see this."

Danielle moved out of the way to let me see. Under the tree, there was a giant slab of wood. I remembered the park director telling us not to mess with it. No one is sure why it was there, just that the previous owner had built it before he sold his land to Rhena Durham, the woman that founded this park. Two hundred and seventy one acres filled with dying trees and homeless hippies. I hope she got a good price for it.