Monday, August 14, 2006
New Beginning 71
The snow was too deep to easily cross. There was a thin crust of ice on top, crust that would break under his weight and that of the girl he was carrying. If only he could find that hiking trail that was supposed to be here! If he could get on the trail like he'd intended to in the first place then he could bypass having to plow his way across the unprotected landscape. They'd be easily spotted if he ventured much further out of the trees. Was that a risk he was willing to take?
Reverently Terry shifted his arms to get a good look at Cassie's face. What he saw made him frown – the fever was back, her skin was flushed almost as red as her hair. She couldn't take much more of this. Already her breath was coming in shallow, liquid gasps. Terry feared it was pneumonia.
Now he had two problems - the snow, and the fact that the Red Witch would never want to eat a diseased girl. He wiped the spittle off the girl's mouth. Maybe the Witch wouldn't notice the fever once her dinner had been roasted at 350 degrees.
Opening: K.D McEntire.....Continuation: Pacatrue