Quiet Whisper
We’d made a mistake. We all knew it but there wasn’t anything we could do about it. The previous night we had camped at the end of Coyote Gulch. It was a nice campsite next to the creek. And it was quiet. Tonight, we were camped at a popular campground closer to Bryce Canyon. Our site was next to a hotel parking lot. We heard crying children, yelling parents, and endless horn beeps as car doors were locked. Unfortunately, that was just the start of the noise. We were
