Bramble Run

Josh threw down his pole and leaped to his feet. “That’s Abbey!” he cried and took off at a dead run.

“It sounds bad,” Dave said at the same moment, and all of the boys dropped their poles and raced off after Josh.

Josh ignored the brambles that clutched at him. A branch scratched him across one eye, half blinding him. But Abbey’s screams were serious, and he sped on. He had toughened up since coming to Nuworld and was not even breathing hard when he burst into the clearing where she stood, pointing down at the water.