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own lusciously peachy and comfortable horizon bed. Jason decided to take an evening stroll up to the very top of a nearby steep and scenic hill. A hill he knew well from his many previous visits. Once at the top he came to a halt beside an isolated tree. It looked like a small and shabby baby oak in full summer bloom. It had small thin branches of delightful green summer leaves sprouting out all over its trunk. Jason reached up to one of the more thinner and flexible branches above his head and pulled it towards him, all the way to its absolute breaking point. Then he released it like a vibrant catapult back up into the waiting arms of its brother and sister branches. A few of the leaves scattered loose and floated their way back down towards him.
     
    Jason walked a little further towards the edge of the hill and came to another standstill. Here he took out his last packet of unopened cigarettes and held them in the palm of his hand. He threw them as far and as hard as he possibly could down the side of the steep hillside until they disappeared into a swarm of long rough grass and jagged edged nettles at the bottom. He turned back towards the baby oak tree and made his way to sit down underneath its shaded thick branches. There he reminisced to himself about his past tragic life and mistakes. But more importantly and positively he thought about a new and fortunate future life ahead of him.
     
    Could he really get away with it? Would anyone ever find him out here? His thoughts soon settled and reached a soothing calmness as he took in the breathtaking highland, coastal scenic view all around him and in every direction. He neither wanted to think about the past nor live in it anymore. He put his future thoughts aside for the time being and just enjoyed, for the first time in his miserable, unfulfilled life. Thinking, living and becoming totally at peace with himself in the here and present now.
     
    Later, the summer sun finished its fantastic sea setting disappearance underneath the silky smooth covers of its horizon bed. Jason made his way back down to the cottage. He set up a campfire and barbeque with supplies he'd purchased from a twenty four hour supermarket after leaving Edinburgh late last night. He sat upon his front porch and swigged at a chilled bottle of beer while keeping one eye upon his roasting fire and another upon his cooking grub.
     
    He ate his food while enjoying the finishing touches to one of the most astonishing sunset aftermaths, painted all over the lower skies, he had ever seen, and he watched it through to its beautiful, soothing and satisfying end. Sadly, Jason realised, it was the only sunset he could ever remember witnessing throughout his entire lonely and unsatisfying existence. Well, perhaps the first, he quickly reflected, but certainly not the last that's for sure. Having escaped instant death by one single second and the luck of an empty gun chamber, it was time to appreciate the simpler and finer things in life. And with that he laid to rest the final day and complete death of his old self and life.
     

CHAPTER five
     

     

     
    The next morning Jason was up at the tip of sunrise to head back out for his first morning run in what seemed like too many years to remember. He was feeling like a new man with a fresh soul and a clean slate with the whole wide world laid bare before his feet. Jason jogged along the narrow dirt track leading away from the cottage and back down towards the main road which had brought him to this secluded wilderness retreat. Half a mile down the old track Jason decided to turn back. He looked around for a harder trail to test himself on and glanced up to the large hill with the single oak tree on top.
     
    He jogged back towards the cottage and eventually up the steep hill. He was jogging intensely with all his strength, stamina and might, straight for the small oak tree. He ran faster, pushing himself harder, harder than his almost non existent and quickly