Puzzling Predicament
Max growled with frustration. He’d wasted hours trying to solve the stupid, cryptic letter because he couldn’t find any of his friends. Worst birthday ever. About to crumble the paper, he grinned, realizing each line started with an R or an L. A smile tugged at his lips as he plunged headfirst into the labyrinth. At each corner, he turned with unwavering resolve, his pace increasing as his heart raced. The scenery became a blur around him. He rounded the…