Stone Soup

There are many beautiful places to walk near my home. The other night walked with Craig and the dog, he wanted to show me Seton Trail. We parked in the secluded lot and began to walk to the trail when a car pulled into the lot and three young fellows, not dressed for hiking, got out. Craig whispered when we were away from them, "That's going to be a drug deal." I didn't like it but thought they would be gone when we returned from the hike.

We came to a stream without a bridge and I chickened out, slapped many mosquitoes off my arms and legs while Craig showed me how easy it was to get across. He realized I wasn't going to do it. So we walked back to the car. The young guys were still standing around, waiting. We quickly got in the car and drove away. As we left the parking area a hot car drove in, a single black man driving. The dealer I supposed. We drove out to the road just wanting to be away from there. But if I had had a cell phone with me when I reached the road, I would have called the police.

We were still wanting to walk so we drove down to the lake, Lake Ontario. The walk there was easier and quite pretty. And there were no drug deals...that we noticed.