Firestone Hot Springs It's always bears!!

"Now you really speak like an old, wise man," Dwin replied to his encouraging words, not quite believing him. At this stage of life it was all or nothing to her. If the figurative light did not shine brightly, it meant that she had lost it. Or it was defective at least. No middle-grounds. No half-truths. Same with a lot of things and promises she would make in the course of her second year. Never ever having kids. Never falling in love. Until life would twist and turn and throw something or someone in her way to change her mind. That was the beauty of growing up and maturing and finding your balance in life. Inner-Dwinness - a term she had for a state it would take a lifetime to master. 

"Yeah, right," she shook her head in disbelief, though for a moment there was a hint of horror at his suggestion. "Just you. No kids," she emphasized. "I have two elderly parents at home," she went on. "I would not want to have their premature demise by being buried under a pile of screaming, boisterous kids," she added. And with that she bid him her farewells and took off home.