The sun was beginning to set as you and Beverly pedaled your bikes along a winding forest path. The air was cool and crisp, and the only sound was the rhythmic whir of your tires crunching through the underbrush. You stole a glance at Beverly as she rode beside you, her red hair fluttering behind her in the breeze. She looked a little out of breath, but there was a content smile on her face as she took in the beauty of the surrounding woods. This was just the kind of peaceful moment you both needed.