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It wasn’t long before we had stopped in a gas station.

“Hey Jen, where are we?”

“This is a town called Jonas Ridge.”

I thought that was really cool. When my Dad was little, they had taken a road trip to see Jonas Ridge. Dad says it was pretty much just a post office at that point in time.

The Jonas Ridge Post Office (photo credit)

A truck pulled in next to us and Josh got out of the drivers side. A young man who looked like he could be Josh’s son also got out of the truck.

“Look, guys, is that Josh’s son?”

“It looks like he could be!”

“Did Benji come? I want to see Benhamin again!”

“I don’t see Benji. But Josh’s son is cute…”

“Are you sure that he is Josh’s son? He looks to old for that.”

We all got out of the van, standing in a group around the doors. Josh and the other guy walked over to us, telling us to circle up.

“Ok, kids, this is Christopher. He’s going to help you with your resupply while I talk with Jen and Katie. Listen to him, ok?”

Josh, Jen and Katie walked back over to his truck and we all looked at Christopher.

“Everyone, lets get to work. We have a lot to do, and we need to do it all quickly. Unless you want to have a night hike tonight.”

We all looked at each other and silently agreed that we did NOT want a night hike.

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