Colonization (The Seamus Chronicles Book 3) by McAdams K. D

Author:McAdams, K. D. [McAdams, K. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Caveman Worldwide
Published: 2014-06-29T22:00:00+00:00

Cassandra and I make reasonable time to the edge of the jungle. Liam and I could have gone faster, Cassandra is overly detailed with the string. Not only does she test it every few feet to make sure it’s not broken, she weaves it in and out of branches to keep it as straight and efficient as possible.

Standing on the moist soil of the lakebed I look back into the jungle. I imagine a rag tag string of cloth running through the trees. In my mind it looks like an old kite tail with bits of fabric tied in bows along a string. In reality, I’m not sure we even needed more than a single shirt to cover the distance.

Cassandra ties the string to the stem of a leaf and proceeds to zigzag some extra length around other leaves. It’s clear that she does not want to lose sight of our marker. I forget that she has not done this yet but I hold my tongue about the footprints we leave guiding us back.

The sun has almost set but it is still scalding hot. The water has receded some but we don’t have to go far from the jungle to get to it.

We cover the distance in silence.

When we reach the water I see a smile creep across Cassandra’s face. She drops to her knees and scoops a handful of water to her mouth. Then she splashes some on her face and pours a few handfuls over the back of her neck.

“Oh my god. This is unbelievable.” She says looking up at the sky.

I don’t stop in the dry; I walk several paces into the water and drop the rucksack. Falling forward I face plant with a splash and it feels so good. I was so focused on getting here and making sure that Cassandra contributed I forgot that we were both running on empty, and needed this water as much as the group we left in the jungle.

Cassandra continues to quench her thirst and I have taken several large mouthfuls of water. The water bottles are dumped out of the rucksack and float aimlessly on the water. With no breeze and no current they don’t try to get away. The cap is unscrewed from one and I fill it with water.

Once the cap is back on I turn to Cassandra and call to her, “Heads up!”

I toss the full water bottle gently towards her and it lands with a splash about two feet in front of her.

“Jesus Seamus, be careful. We need all the bottles we have.” She likes to lecture.

The other three bottles are filled easily and Cassandra lines them up at the waters edge.

I open the top of the rucksack and scoop water with it. The water is shallow here and the mouth of the bag drags along the bottom. As a result I only get the bag two thirds full. Pouring the water out I change my stance before trying again, the results are worse this time.

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