Their steep slopes were covered in jagged rocks and evergreen trees, the exact landscape Brandon had known like the back of his hand.

He used to mark every twist in the trail by pointing out particular rock formations or unusual bends in the creek bed.

When we first started dating years ago, he used to tease me endlessly about how easily I lost my sense of direction.

“You rely way too much on street signs, Hannah,” he had joked with a warm smile.

“That’s because street signs are actually meant to guide people, Brandon,” I had shot back.