Through half-opened eyes, Kimberley could see bright light filtering down through the skylight overhead, which meant that it had to be very late in the morning. Yet, their captors had not come for them. She snickered to herself. Maybe they were as used up and worn out as their poor, helpless capt...
Smith? Mr. Smith, wake up.” Ron awoke from his dream with a jerk. Someone was shaking his arm gently. “What?” he yawned. “What is it?” He blinked his eyes and looked up. Lisa was bending over him.“You’ve been asleep for two hours,” she said. “You asked to be woken up?” “Oh,” Ron yawned again. “Ye...
Alexa looked up at the floatplane pilot and smiled. “No, thanks,” she replied. “I’ve got it.” Standing on one of the plane’s floats, she tossed her duffel bag onto the dock. She thought about doing the same with her small overnight bag, and decided against it. It might skitter off of the dock and...
She was sure that what little padding there was in it was shifting with continued use, leaving some parts thinner and other parts uncomfortably lumpy. She sighed to herself. For all of her efforts, she was still kept in this dim, depressing cell, usually in complete isolation. She had hoped to be...
Sigrid asked weakly. She still hurt all over, but not quite as badly now. She had bruises all over her body, but none of them seemed deep. At least she could stand on her own and move now. She was sitting neck-deep in the round pool. The warm water seemed to help soothe her skin. At the opposite ...