The path on Thousand Finch Peak isn't easy to walk, it's winding and steep.
Moreover, this season the mountain is full of dry branches, there's actually not much beauty, but for Bertha, compared to the lush and snake-infested summer, she feels the clear scenery is more comforting.
So tired.
Due to not exercising for a long time, Bertha's legs started to feel heavy halfway up the mountain, even lifting them became an effort.
It seems like not letting the two kids follow was the right choice.
"Let's take a break."
Amos found a clean rock and signaled Bertha to sit down and rest for a bit.
Bertha didn't hold back, she placed a tissue paper and sat down, while kneading her aching legs she asked Amos.
"How much longer do we have to walk?"
Amos was looking down at the map drawn by Marshall, he estimated the distance and replied.
"Once we climb this slope, we'll be there."
Bertha looked up, her legs felt even heavier.
