I expected March to greet me with sunshine and clear grounds however I was dissapointed. Nothing out of the ordinary has taken place. Jacoby and I have our usualy conversations about life while we both lead the groups. Father, has started riding in the back as I used to. I don't believe he feels left out, but happy that I have someone to actually talk to. I think he is also glad to see I am not as frightenened as I was before.
Oh! How could I forget! my birthday was two days before and Jacoby let me navigate the group myself. I was allowed to use the map! Such a great sensation of pride filled me as I held the map in my hands. Father seemed mighty nervous when Jacoby handed the map over to me and announced to the group that I would be leading the group. The group seemed appauled that someone as smart as Jacoby would let a sixteen year-old boy lead the path to freedom which most of their lives depended on. However he assured them he would help if I got lost. However Jacoby himself didn't seem so thrilled to let me lead the way. Come to think of it, Jacoby has been acting odd this entire way. He constantly wears the face of guilt and it is starting to frighten me. I don't want to be suspicious of my new friend however something does not seem right with him. My actions might seem drastic however I have stopped letting him read my journal and our conversations about our lives have decreased to small talks about the trail. Maybe it was better leaving Father's friends with Father.
Damian Wilkinson
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