The lost keys
Joel had spent the day wandering through the woods near his home. It was his favourite way to relax after a stressful week and he always lost track of time1.
The woods had everything including a babbling brook with a quaint little bridge2.
Joel didn’t want to spoil her night. He had plenty of cellphone battery left and if it got too dark, the torch6 on it was pretty good.
He headed back into the woods to search7 for his keys. There was only a slim chance that he’d find them, but he didn’t have any other plans for the night.