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“You know,” Jimmy said. “If a person fell all the way down there—”

“They’d get killed,” Kevin finished.

“Wow.”

They went back to where they’d left their kites in the clearing. Kevin looked up at the sky, which was growing darker by the second. “Guess what?,” he said. “Maybe this wasn’t such a great idea. Look at the sky. It looks like it’s going to start raining any second.”

“I think you’re right,” Jimmy said, also glancing upward. The wind jerked his box kite in his hand.

And sure enough—

“Run!” Kevin yelled.

The darkening sky opened up, thunder rumbling overhead, and a second later, it started raining harder than either of them had ever seen.

They dashed back toward the woodline with their kites. The rain made the air look like it was full of tiny, moving slits. More thunder rumbled, the sky got even darker, and then several whip-like streaks of lightning cracked overhead. Kevin and Jimmy made it back to the woods just in time, otherwise they would’ve been drenched right through their clothes.

“What a storm!” Jimmy exclaimed.

““Yeah, and look at the lightning!”

More whips of lightning cracked across the sky, and then the rain was falling so hard they could hear it beating against the ground. “We better get back to the lodge,” Kevin suggested, “and fast.”

They both ran back down the trail in the teeming rain. At least the heavily branched trees overhead blocked out a lot of the rainfall. They trotted on for several minutes, over a carpet of wet leaves, without really paying attention to where they were going. Then Kevin stopped.

“What’s wrong?” Jimmy asked.

Kevin looked around, unsure of himself. “This doesn’t look right,” he said.

“What do you mean?”

Kevin looked around some more, rubbed his chin. Then his eyes went wide with apprehension, and he said, “I think we’re on the wrong trail.”

“What!” Jimmy exclaimed.

“Yeah,” Kevin said. “I think we’re lost.”

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Lost, Kevin thought. The word sounded dreadful in his head. And he was sure now: this wasn’t the right trail—it was straighter and wider and took fewer turns, and Kevin could easily tell that it led in a direction that was opposite from the way they’d come. They could hear the rain pelting the trees limbs overhead, and still more thunder and lightning. Even this deep in the woods, they were getting drenched.

“What are we going to do?” Jimmy asked fretfully.

“I don’t know,” Kevin said. “But we’ve definitely got to get back to the lodge. I guess we better just start walking, and hope we get back going the right direction.”

“But what if we can’t?” Now there was a hint of panic in Jimmy’s voice. “What if this path just leads deeper into the woods? We could wind up walking for miles and never find our way back to the lodge.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Kevin tried to assure him, but he wasn’t even certain himself. Sometimes he’d hear stories on the news about kids who’d get lost in the woods, and the police would have to send out search parties, and sometimes it would take days or even weeks before they could find the kids. But Kevin decided not to mention this to Jimmy, who was close to panicking already. Why make things worse? If we got lost, Kevin very grimly realized, and they had to send out search parties, Dad would be so mad I’d get grounded for a month! And that wasn’t even the worst fear.

What if we got lost, he thought next…and never got found?

Now Kevin was beginning to feel a little bit of panic himself. “We’ll just keep walking,” he said. “Don’t worry. We’ll find our way back.”

“I hope so,” Jimmy muttered

They followed the path. Instead of crunching over the leaves, their feet now squished over them. The rain poured down. At least their kites were made of plastic and not paper—otherwise, they’d be ruined by now. It was hard to concentrate: the rain was pouring down so hard, Kevin couldn’t hear himself think from the steady, driving noise of it, and the rain clouds had darkened the sky very quickly, which made the woods even darker, almost like nighttime.

More thunder, then.

And more lightning…

Kevin flinched. He was trying real hard not to show it, but it seemed that with each additional step he took along the soggy path, the more afraid he got. Each crack of lightning was so loud and abrupt, it sounded like the sky was exploding and falling apart into giant, jagged pieces that he could almost visualize falling down on them.

Kevin had been through these woods many times in the past, but never during a thunder storm. Nothing about this path looked familiar, and they just seemed to be getting more and more lost as they trudged on through the puddles, the dripping branches and wet leaves, and the rain. What if we don’t find our way back before dark? Kevin wondered. What if we wind up having to sleep out here all night?

It was just one more thing Kevin didn’t want to think about. Sleeping in the cold woods all night, in the rain. And—

He remembered the animal heads he’d seen hanging on the wall back at the lodge. One of the heads was a bear…

Bears, he thought, his fear swelling up more and more till he could feel his heart racing in his chest. The path curved around, and then—

Wait a minute, Kevin thought. He stopped, the rain pelting his shoulders and the top of his head.

“What is it?” Jimmy asked, shivering.

Kevin squinted forward. Then he suddenly shouted with glee when he realized what he was seeing. “Look! A sign!”

Jimmy squinted forward too, till he could see it. “All right!” he shouted.

Nailed to a tree just a few yards ahead of them was a wooden sign with black, painted letters that read: LODGE, and then an arrow pointing down the path.

“Boy, are we dopes,” Jimmy said. “All this time we thought we were lost.”

“Yeah, but this path really just took us in a big circle right back toward the lodge,” Kevin realized now, “and we didn’t even know it. Come on. And when we get back to the lodge,” Kevin added, “whatever you do, don’t tell Becky about us thinking we were lost.”

“Of course I won’t tell her!” Jimmy said. “She’d think we were idiots!”

That was for sure, and so would their dads. But Kevin felt an incredible wave of relief. We’re not lost after all, he thought. We’ll be back at the lodge in just a few minutes. And to make matters even better, just as they started out in the direction of the wooden sign, the rain began to let up, and the thunder and lightning stopped. “We’ll try flying our kites again tomorrow,” he told Jimmy. “With any luck, the weather will be better.”

“Yeah,” Jimmy said. “And at least I got to see the bluffs today. They’re really cool. And—”

thunk

Kevin and Jimmy stopped in their tracks. They both stood with their heads tilted, their kites dripping as they listened.

“That sounded like a car door closing,” Kevin noted.

“Yeah, but—”

Jimmy didn’t even need to finish. We’re in the middle of the woods right now, Kevin thought. What would a car be doing in the middle of the woods, especially right after a rain storm?

Maybe it was their imaginations, but then Kevin walked toward a stand of trees at the edge of the path. Through the trees, maybe twenty yards away, he could see—