Silvertip Mountain The winds of change

June stayed with him, which was some comfort. Mason listened with numb ears to the things his Dad had to say. Things he never wanted to hear again but he was forced to endure. The boy knew as well that they needed to move – he had seen the damage his Dad was talking about, as they had inspected it together before the episode. Mason couldn’t bring himself to care where he was on the mountain. Even leaving behind all of his hidey holes and knowledge of the area didn’t much bother him. After all, he could find new ones. Ones which didn’t hold memories of his daydreams and companions. 

Mason shivered, and simply stood, waiting to hear if anyone else would speak up. Did any of them care more than he that they were moving?