Way Home

Jean smiled faintly at Lilia's annoyed gaze. He easily lifted his wife's slender body, then carried her into the bathroom. The man pretended not to notice that the tips of Lilia's ears were turning red.

After enjoying a relaxing and refreshing bath, Lilia finally regained her energy. She changed into a sky blue blouse and a knitted snow white skirt. Then she slowly walked towards the sofa where Jean was waiting for her. Her steps were still shaky and her legs were staggering a bit, but at least Lilia could walk by herself now.

Lilia sat beside Jean and stared out the window. The morning sunshine was warm, its rays illuminating the beautiful forest scenery around them. Amidst that green scene, something caught Lilia's attention. She was surprised to see two tents standing not far from their RV.