Drinking Life (Keeper of the Water Book 1) by George Kevin

Author:George, Kevin [George, Kevin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-07-19T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Someone shakes my shoulder light enough so I ignore it and continue sleeping. When I’m shaken harder, I snap awake, suddenly defensive. I don’t exactly recall what happened the night before but I remember the grave danger. That’s why I’m even more confused to be snuggled tightly in my sleeping bag, looking up at Celeste and the pre-dawn sky.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“Dreaming, I suppose,” I answer groggily.

“Outside?” she asks. “I didn’t even hear you leave the tent last night. I guess it’s a good thing it was you that escaped, not Cassie. Though without Cassie’s snoring, I would’ve been able to hear better.”

“I…I…,” I start to say as I sit up. But I don’t know what else to add to that. My mind is in a fog. I thought I’d just been dreaming but now I’m not so sure. Either way, I have no idea how I ended up outside with my sleeping bag. I’m only a few feet from where our fire had been the night before.

I expect to feel an explosion of pain in my head from where I was hit—where I was maybe hit—but I rub the back of my head and feel no bump. I then remember my hand being sliced by the attacker. But when I check my palm, I find no cut. There might be a faint scar there or maybe that’s just a normal palm line. I’m convinced I’m going crazy until my body feels bulkier than usual—I’m still wearing Cassie’s bright orange life jacket, the sleeves of which are slightly damp.

“You really shouldn’t have slept out here, though,” Celeste says. “When I woke up and saw you gone, I was worried that you wandered off. I told you I had a bad feeling about choosing this camp site.”

“It’s okay, a lot of people camp around here,” I say before smirking. “They always have.”

“This is no place for a girl to go off on her own in the middle of the night. You never know what kind of dangers you could run into,” Celeste says.

If only she knew how right she is…

Celeste starts another fire to get breakfast ready. I climb out of the sleeping bag, fully expecting to be sore from a night sleeping outside as well as whatever else may have happened to me. But nothing could be further from the truth. Not only do I feel totally awake and refreshed, my muscles feel stronger than ever. I search around for more clues about what might have happened. I think I see tracks in the dirt leading away from our camp and toward the forest. I slowly walk toward the tree line and spot footsteps in my approximate size heading in the opposite direction. I scan the ground for any other footsteps but see none. I do, however, see a line of dirt next to my footprints that appears freshly swept.

“What are you looking for?” Celeste asks suspiciously.

Again I feel a strong urge to tell Celeste everything. I’ve

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