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to tell you what happened but you’re rude and don’t even
care that I’m hurt. Look at my hands! They’re bleeding. I’m trying
to tell you what happened. Why won’t you let me talk?”
    For a split
second I felt like a child being chastised by an adult for doing
something wrong, and I jerked backward out of reflex as I
instinctively bit my lower lip. But my insides were aching and I
needed to know where Grandpa was. Ali stayed beside me while I
tried to get Don to tell us where Grandpa was or even what
happened. Meagan and Brad wandered around and called out for
Grandpa as they searched the nearby area.
    “Look, Don. I’m
sorry if I appear rude. I just want to know where Grandpa is.”
    “I’m telling
you where he is. There were two wolves – well, first I had to wait
for him to finish and then when he was walking back to the boat,
two wolves chased him right off the bank.”
    My heart fell
to my feet and my hands became clammy.
    “What happened?
Did they hurt him?”
    “Yup, got his
leg. But he was okay, dove into the water and pushed the boat out
but it hit one of the sharp rocks and made that hole even bigger. I
told him to be careful but he was really scared of those
wolves.”
    Ali rubbed
Don’s shoulder as he looked around.
    “And that’s
when it sank.”
    “Yup, that’s
when she started to sink. Luke was in the water and he grabbed the
walkie-talkie to call for help but it didn’t work and we had to get
out so I dove in after him.”
    “Don, where are
the wolves now?”
    “The wolves?
Oh, they took off with the rest of the pack. They were all running,
never seen them run like that before. They were scared of something
before they saw us and I think Luke just got in their way. But he
just had to go, couldn’t wait to get home.”
    Just then Brad
and Meagan came running back to us and Brad squatted beside
Ali.
    “There’s a
blood trail that leads over there. We gotta grab Don and get going
in that direction.”
    I saw the
anxiousness in Meagan’s face and my chest pounded with the same
anxiety, but Don’s words were echoing in my ears.
    “What about the
wolves? What if they come back? I mean, if Grandpa is bleeding,
won’t they smell the blood and come back?”
    Ali turned to
me and raised his eyebrows.
    “That’s not
even an issue, Sarah. We have to find your grandfather and we’ll
just have to take it one step at a time. Let’s just get to him
first.”
    Brad and Ali
helped Don to his feet and practically carried him up the riverbank
to the ridge above us. There were sporadic drops of blood that we
followed but when we got to the top, they disappeared. The guys
helped Don to sit on a broken tree stump while we searched the area
for more clues.
    We spent
several minutes searching every possible nook and cranny where
Grandpa might have gone, but there weren’t even any blood spots to
show that he’d been there. Don began to moan as he looked up at the
descending sunset.
    “It’s going to
be dark soon and we don’t have any way back home. We’re going to
have to camp out here for the night.”
    His words
echoed in my ears and as I looked at the sky and realized that dusk
really was setting in, I began to ache for Grandpa.
    “We have to
keep looking for him and then we’ll camp out together if we have
to, but we have to find him first.”
    Just then Brad
yelled from a small cave about fifty feet away. Ali told Meagan and
me to stay with Don while he checked it out, and I didn’t want to
wait. I wanted to go and find Grandpa but I knew he was right. We
couldn’t just leave Don alone, especially when he seemed a bit
insecure, and I knew if we left him that he’d just wonder off and
get lost.
    The next few
minutes felt like hours as I watched anxiously in the direction of
the cave. Ali came barrelling back towards us and stopped just
short of running off the riverbank.
    “Okay, we’ve
found your Grandfather. He’s in the cave but he’s been bitten and
he’s bleeding bad and we