Where did it go? She'd often heard that phrase about waiting for the other shoe to drop, but this was ridiculous.
They'd been hiking for hours and all she wanted to do was rest her feet for a few minutes. The cool water from the stream was so soothing.
Wouldn't you know, that was when the dog would appear out of nowhere and steal her sneaker. He ran with it a ways up the path, turning back to see if she was going to play his little game. When she looked away, he dropped the sneaker as she hoped he would.... and ran back to grab the other one. The game was afoot as far as the dog was concerned.
If she'd worn hiking boots like her boyfriend suggested, this never would have happened. Her feet wouldn't have been so sore and the boots would have been too heavy for the dog to toy with. But there was no way she'd give him the satisfaction of admitting he was right.
So she pretended she didn't care... until the dog playfully flipped the sneaker up in the air and it landed in the middle of the stream. The other shoe had literally dropped.
Jumping up, she was met with gales of laughter from her companion as she tried to retrieve the shoe from the stream that was quickly going from soothingly cool to treacherously icy. Slipping and sliding on the mossy rocks, she nearly lost her balance twice.
Then, just as she was about to reach the shoe, the current swept it away and she simultaneously fell.
Oh, that grating laugh. Damn him.
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