A mountain to climb

They were four days from base camp. Two from the summit.

“Come on!” called Jonty. The group groaned and shuffled, testing their legs.

Rhonda rubbed her feet one last time and pulled her boots on. Blisters would be irrelevant when she looked out from Kilimanjaro, peace finally in her life.

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