Chapter 3 – Part 6


“Look who’s here,” said an angry voice. “Showing up just to freak us out!”

Relief washed over Mark as soon as he heard that all-too-familiar voice. No one else could beat that cranky voice of Becky’s.

And he was right. Standing before him was Becky in a pair of Bermuda shorts, hands on her hips and her eyes narrowed into slits. She looked like she was ready to lash out at Mark.

It was hard to believe that he was out of the Dark Woods at last. And alive.