Knox glanced over his shoulder. It wasn’t exactly a hot spring day, but it was warm and humid and a bead of sweat slid from beneath the brim of his hat.
“I think we just get busy.” He ducked under a low branch. “When life gets hard, I think we forget to take care of ourselves. It’s difficult to carve out time to do something you enjoy when you’re just trying to survive.”
I felt those words in my soul. I’m not sure if he’d ever spoken a truer sentence.
We didn’t talk much for most of the hike. Knox had this calming aura around him that made the silences feel natural. It was one of my favorite things about him. He was just…Knox. He was steady and trustworthy and loyal. Ty might have been the person I shared everything with, but Knox was that friend who loved you through anything and spoke through silences.