like a curtain.
By the time she circled back to the hollow, Wade was sitting upright, pale but alert.
The dog wagged his tail when he saw her.
Wade exhaled hard.
“You’re okay.”
“For now,” Elsie said. “But we need to move again.”
The Man Who Knew Her Grandfather
Before they could leave, a measured set of footsteps approached the hollow.
Elsie signaled Wade to stay quiet, then stepped out where the man could see her.
He was older than the others, with gray hair and watchful eyes.
“What are
