Back To Our Beginning by C. L. Scholey

Author:C. L. Scholey
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2015-01-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Over the next few days, the group kept busy. A number of items they made were based on trial and error, a great deal of error. Emmy’s first attempt at a birch bark container ended up in the fire at her frustration. Tansy rushed at making the finishing touches on a large wooden spoon she would have liked to use for stews and it broke. Ethan was able to make a pair of sturdy tongs to fish out fist-sized hot rocks from the fire that they put into the beds, or wrapped in blankets to warm them up before sleeping, or towels after washing. But they accidently caught on fire. The device was handy though, and he made a sturdier pair.

Outside, the weather was warming. The snow had vanished and the men had gone hunting. They brought Shanie along to teach her to hunt, and she was very surprised to find it was exciting. At first, the idea of killing Bambi was disturbing, until Ethan reminded her he was a fictional character and one her children would never have the opportunity to watch on TV. Though saddened, it was a sobering thought. She followed them, listening patiently to their advice; she needed to stay low, move stealthily and remain very quiet.

“And downwind,” Clint told her. Much to his exasperation, Shanie punched him in the arm then made a comment about putting her own foot in his mouth.

“All’s I meant was deer got a good sense a smell,” Clint began then smiled cheekily. “And you don’t got feet, you got canoes.” Clint grabbed her fist in mid-flight and spun her around until her arm was high up behind her back, his teasing smile gone. He also held a secure hand over her mouth and shushed her. All sense of play aside, he leaned in closely then whispered into her ear to look over to her left.

“Your other left,” he hissed.

Shanie felt his hand turn her head and she saw a doe. Distressed, she looked up at him, a pleading expression in her frantic gaze, her free hand clasped his arm tugging at the hand held over her mouth. Clint knew she would have cried out her distress, ruining their chance. Clint knew what she was thinking and released her arm to put it around her while capturing the other, both wrists secured within one large hand. With his other hand over her mouth he explained as gently as he could while holding her.

“If we take pity on her jist ’cause she’s pregnant, we could hunt all day and miss out on our only chance. Do you want Mike to go hungry?” Shanie cast her gaze down and sadly shook her head. Clint released her mouth and wrists then held her tight; they watched as the other two men took aim. Shanie returned Clint’s strong grasp just as tightly, staying silent.

It was over in seconds. The deer lay on the ground dead, a pool of her blood forming as Aidan slit her throat.

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