Balto and the Race Against Time by Helen Moss

Author:Helen Moss
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Henry Holt and Co. (BYR)

It wasn’t just ice that was getting thrown around. The wind was buffeting the sled from side to side. Suddenly, with a yelp of dismay, Balto stumbled and fell. We all swerved and dodged in different directions to avoid running over him. At the same moment, a gust of wind scooped the sled up and hurled it high in the air.

We were all off-balance.

Scrabbling wildly, we were lifted up with the sled, twisting and turning in midair, like salmon on a fishing line.

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SO ALONE

I landed on top of Newton, Jack, and Jet. Billy and Slim landed on top of me. Tillie and Fox landed on top of them. We were stacked up in a higgledy-piggledy pile, just like the slabs of ice. But a lot noisier.

“Get your paw out of my face!” yelled Jack.

“That’s not my paw!” shouted Jet. “Get your tail out of my ear!”

I tried to wriggle free. It was no good. We were all tied up in a tangle of lines. I wriggled some more. There was a ripping sound. Suddenly Lucy’s vest burst open. I slipped out and rolled down the lumpy, bumpy slope of ice.

Trevor and Maia had jumped clear of the crash and raced to my side. We all stared at the sled. It was teetering upside-down on top of a stack of ice. Still attached by their lines, the dogs were piled up below it. Jumble dogs, I thought. Broken and thrown around by the wind. “Newt!” I shouted. “Are you okay?”

“Oomph!” came the reply from somewhere in the heap. “I think so…”

Balto crawled out from behind an ice block where he had fallen. “My tug line broke,” he mumbled over and over. “It just clean broke.”

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