CHAPTER 48
Author's Note:
Lake Raystown really does exist. They always had the best vanilla chocolate swirl ice cream cones at the snack shop when we were kids. Anyhow, if you're a little curious to get a view of the lake, here's a link that might help (7pointsmarina)
Evening had finally settled upon Huntingdon County. The moon had begun rising in the sky, her white light reflecting of the gently rippling waters of the lake. Night sounds filled the air as Joe King sat on the glider out on the porch, enjoying the cooling breeze.
Phillip had taken some cold medicine and gone straight to bed; an almost unheard of happening for his eldest son during the summer months when school was not on his primary agenda. Jamie was inside, working on a banana gram book that Dotty had given him to work on.
Joe could feel the drainage dripping down the back of his throat and there was an ache in his chest that seemed to have grown heavier during the past few hours. His throat was feeling a little raw and he was surprisingly exhausted.
He could feel the slight tingle on his skin where the sun had left a slight burn from their extended time outdoors today. If it weren't for the darned cold that had crept up on him, everything would be perfect.
Even though it wasn't even ten yet, Joe decided to call it a night and head to bed. Jamie really wanted to go fishing in the morning and the spot that they were going to would require a small hike from their cabin.
Although Jamie had gotten up early this morning, Joe was hoping that the day of fresh air and sun would translate into his youngest son sleeping in a little. Despite the fact that he wanted to spend the day doing things with his sons, he had to admit that he must be getting older if a little cold could slow him down this much.
Rising from the glider, Joe made his way back into the cabin. A good night's rest was all that he needed, he thought as he locked the door behind him for the night.