“He ran a hand through his hair and walked over to where Snook and Jars were coaxing the fire into life. ‘Morning, you two. Ready for some breakfast?’ Jars waved some smoke away from her eyes then turned to her uncle. ‘I found some footprints in the camp this morning that don’t belong to us.’ ‘Footprints? How do you know they’re not ours?’ ‘I just know. They were made by two people, both wearing heavy boots. One set of prints goes deeper into the ground than the other, so I’d say one of the two ...was big. I also heard some strange sounds last night. I thought it might have been some wild animals. But now I’m not so sure.’ Jim frowned. ‘Okay, you’d better show me.’ Jars, followed by Snook and her uncle, led the way. ‘There,’ she said, pointing to the prints. Jim bent over, peering at the ground. ‘Darned if I can see anything. Are you sure you’re not just imagining things, Jars?’ She shook her head. ‘No, they’re there, but you’re looking from the wrong angle.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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