“That’s glampsite.”
Merrick smiled. “I stand corrected.”
I shifted the car into drive and started on my way. “I’m so excited. I’m not sure if they’re rented or not, but I can check the website when we get there. If they are, I’ll just show them to you from the outside.”
“Sounds good.”
For the entire drive, Merrick let me rattle on about all the different things I’d done to make what I thought was the perfect rental experience. “Both the treehouses have two large skylights, so there’s a ton of natural light during the day, but it’s absolutely incredible at night. The property is sixty acres, so there isn’t too much light pollution, and on a clear night you can lie in the bed and see the stars.”
I felt Merrick’s eyes on my face, so I looked over. “What?”
“Nothing.” He shook his head with a warm smile. “You just light up when you talk about them.”
“I do? Well, then I must look like a Lite-Brite because I’ve been chewing your ear off for the entire drive.”
Merrick chuckled. “It’s alright. I enjoyed it. It reminds me a lot of when I started my company. I talked about it all the time.”
I pointed to a road coming up. “This is it. The entrance is a mile or so down there. Then there are dirt paths that lead to the different rentals.” I put my blinker on. “I’m just going to pull over once I turn and check the website to see if they’re vacant.”
“Sounds good.”
I don’t think I’d ever been so excited to see two of the places not rented today. Both the glamping site and one of the treehouses had guests who’d checked out this morning. I nearly squealed as I put the car into drive again. “There’s one treehouse open and the glamping site. Which one do you want to go to first?”
“Whichever you want.”
“The treehouse, definitely.”
After we arrived at the property entrance, wooden signs with arrows pointed the way to the different rentals. Merrick looked around. “This must be tough to find at night.”
“Yeah, definitely. We always tell people it’s best to get here during daylight. If not, they have to go slow and use their high beams to see the signs on the trees.”
As we approached the first site, I pointed up. “This is the first one.”
Merrick ducked his head to get a better look out the windshield. “That’s pretty awesome.”
We parked, and I showed Merrick around the site. A freshwater stream ran through a few of the acres, and I’d selected the spots for the treehouses so they’d be nearby. Today it was running fast and loud.
“There’s no better sound to fall asleep to than this.”
“You can hear it from up there?” Merrick asked.
“Yep.”
“Nice.”
I pointed to a dirt trail that ran away from the stream. “If you follow that, it loops you on a nice hike through the adjoining state land. There’s a small lake about two miles off the trail. We have a map on our website, but there’s no clear trail to follow.”
“Is that who mostly rents these? Hikers and nature enthusiasts?”
“That and city people who need to get away for the weekend.” I waved for him to follow. “Come on, let’s climb up to the house.”
Once we were inside, I held my pointer to my lips in the universal shhh sign. The window had been left open, and you could hear the sound of the stream running. Every ten seconds or so, the wind blew, causing the leaves to rustle in perfect harmony with the water.