Attacked by The Lizard

Not everything that happens on a once-in-a-lifetime birthday celebration quest is perfect. Here’s a short excerpt from my Forty-Two Places scouting trip that didn’t go so well.

The turf cushioned my butt gently as if in apology for the extreme pain of my right ankle. Throb ouch throb ouch throb ouch. My throat constricted to squeeze out something between a sob and a wail that I hoped would be mistaken for a bird call if anyone heard me.

No one did. I could see for at least a ha...