Jack Kilborn ~ Endurance
“Mom said, wiping the sweat from her forehead and replacing it with a streak of grime. “Take JD for a walk.”
Kelly Pillsbury frowned at her mother, who’d been trying to change the flat tire for more than ten minutes now. The last nut refused to come off. Each of the women had taken a turn with the tire iron, but it was rusted on tight. Grandma was the one who suggested a squirt of WD-40. Now they were all waiting around for the lubricant to soak in, loosen the nut up, so they could get back on the road.
“I’m cool,” Kelly said.
She took a furtive glance at the wilderness around her. More trees than she’d ever seen, covering the hills and mountains in every direction. It was gorgeous, and being out here made Kelly forget her established role as a sullen tween. Make that teen. She was turning thirteen in only three days.
Something caught her eye at the tree line, alongside the winding road. A quick streak that looked like a man.
A man darting behind some bushes.
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