The Valley

Abstract

The road into the Valley followed the river that flowed out through the mountain notch. The river was still high from melting snow and spring rains. This made it appear especially true to its name, the Mad River. Sam and Uncle Charles sat in the front seat talking about what work needed to be done on the hiking trails. Erin sat in the back seat, not at all minding that she was left out of the conversation. She enjoyed looking at the rushing river and the contours of the mountains she could just glimpse through the canopy of forest along the road. At last they reached the final section of their drive along the slow river road. A valley opened out in a large, green field. Now that no trees obscured her view, Erin saw the mountains take full form. She saw through the fields, at the very end of the road, a gleam of white.