When I looked around, it was obvious that nobody else heard it, and no one else was in the woods with us.  I blew it off as my imagination and decided to spare myself the embarrassment of telling the group.

The next day, my friend Lynnae told me that when she was hiking by herself, she passed a little boy on the trail.  He stopped her and told her to tell me that he liked me.  That was our last encounter with the little spirit.  I don’t think I’ll ever know who he was, or how he knew me.