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Isolation
Jamie Fessenden
THE OLD Mazda shimmied so much on the dirt road that Sean could almost
forget his hands were trembling. But not quite. It had been so long. Would
Jack be happy to see him? Sean felt as if they’d had a fight, but they hadn’t.
Not really. Things had just gotten… weird. Four years apart hadn’t seemed
like that long when Sean had set out to find Jack, but the closer he got, the
longer it seemed.
He passed something that could have been a turnoff. It hadn’t looked
like much more than a deer track, but Larry had said it was easy to miss.
Sean slammed on the brakes, making his worn tires skid on the dirt and
gravel, then backed up. There was no way he could turn around without
ending up in the forest.
He saw wheel ruts going off into the trees. That had to be it.
Sean turned onto the road—if it could be called that. It was more a
trail of deep tire ruts on either side of a low ridge of grass and rock. He
prayed his car wouldn’t bottom out. He’d also been fretting about the gas
tank the last few miles. What if this wasn’t the right road, after all? Would
he end up stranded in the middle of nowhere with an empty tank of gas and
the sun going down?
When he was a teenager, he and Jack had spent a ton of time in the
woods. They’d learned how to build a shelter and start a campfire and get
drinkable water. But that had been a long time ago. He wasn’t anxious to
see if his wilderness survival skills were still up to par.
He thought about turning back as the road narrowed and the brush
seemed to be closing in on him. But just as he’d decided he couldn’t risk
going any farther, he rounded a bend, and there it was: a log cabin with a
broad front porch, just as Larry had described it. The clincher was the beatup old black pickup in the yard with the words “Jack of All Trades”
stenciled on the side in yellow letters.
Cute.
Relieved, Sean pulled his car alongside the truck and stepped out. The
summer air was hot and muggy, and his T-shirt was already clinging to his
torso. Now that he was standing still, mosquitoes began to ravage his skin.
“Jack?” he called out, feeling the need to announce himself before
walking up to the front door. He opened the trunk and hoisted his suitcase out.
Jack wasn’t inside the house, anyway. After a minute, he came around
from the back, wiping dirty hands on the red-checked flannel shirt he was
holding. He looked good; Sean couldn’t help but notice. He seemed a little
taller than the last time they’d seen each other, when they were both twenty
—though he’d always been a few inches taller than Sean. He also looked
more muscular. Working as a handyman around town appeared to have kept
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