Mallory

The streets were flooded with tourists and Mallory decided to keep driving until she felt like stopping.  She took the highway northwest toward Lake Louise.  The mountains were tall and glorious in the morning sunlight and she briefly wondered why she didn’t do more hiking.  They were forced to go in school sometimes and she always dreaded it as a boring activity.  She wouldn’t even know where to go and she considered all the stories they heard about bear attacks.  She decided to stop in Lake Louise and stick to the short trail around the lake.

The path was congested with families and tour groups ambling slowly, taking pictures and illegally feeding the squirrels. 

 “Can’t you read the sign?” Mallory said to a dad who wa...

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