Chapter 18

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​⁠When I got back to the Camino Real, the time was early afternoon and the bed was freshly made, with all signs and scents of my and Steve's torrid reunion long gone. I tried to push aside thoughts of how much I was already missing him and focus on what I was getting myself into. I must admit I was having serious qualms about going up to the Peten, the part of Guatemala where Sarah had been left for