While the first week flew by for Fox and their companions the second week seemed to be a little slower. The stress of the city and the forced move into homelessness seemed to melt into the background of day to day life. With each passing day a little more of the upset and the tension that had built up over the past few months begun to ease.
While the trio was living out of two tents they were still enveloped by peace that only being in the middle of nowhere surrounded by nothing but nature could bring. This in itself made the beginning of the second week bearable if not enjoyable. Each night Fox went to sleep to the sounds of cicadas and frogs rather than loud bass, domestic violence and stomping of children throwing fits in the room above them.
The first week had come and gone with little…
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