Dreams with Feet by marlene bierworth

Author:marlene bierworth
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

D oug yelled to his leaders for action. “Cheyenne, Bandit, go home now!”

The dogs tugged on the lines, Doug’s voice urging them forward. Soon they were running in unison, their backs straight and their feet barely touching the ground before another lift off. They flew as if the fire blazed at their heels instead of out front.

Sarah sat in the basket of Doug’s sled, holding tightly to the sides as they whooshed past the trees. She glanced backward. Doug noticed the stiffness of her body and the fear in her eyes.

“Home, Cheyenne!” Doug yelled louder, watching as the dogs summoned new strength and ran even faster. Brisk, cold air stung Doug’s face.

Ducking to miss a low branch, Doug twisted his head and saw George and Bob behind him.

Bob had been driving before the smoke, but now they were attempting to switch positions on the runners. Doug sighted the sharp turn a few feet in front of the dogs and in the same instant knew he was traveling way too fast. One foot flew to the brake while the other heel skidded the ground to keep balance. He maneuvered his sled safely and continued up the trail.

Doug glanced behind again. The second team wasn’t doing as well. Bob lost his balance and rolled around the corner on his behind, stopping abruptly at the foot of a tree. George braked hard, nearly colliding into Bob. They stopped, but George waved Doug on.

Doug caught glimpses of the open spaces ahead and realized they were close to the field on the bottom side of the kennel. Although his body hurried to get there, his mind dreaded what lay beyond the wall of trees. The smoke was definitely coming from George’s place, but which of the many buildings were ablaze?

He yelled again, trying to keep the panic out of his voice. “Home, Cheyenne!”

The dogs had been running off and on for over an hour, but they obediently plowed on. Home had to be sounding better all the time. The unknown ripped Doug’s insides apart, but relief flooded him when they finally swept around the last tree.

The barn stood there just as it had when they’d left. Doug jerked his head toward the house. It was also standing with no sign of fire close by. To the right, a couple of old sheds were engulfed in flames. Doug took the team as close as he dared and then stood on the brakes, not willing to cause a whole new set of problems by spooking the dogs.

“Sarah, drive the sled to the barn,” said Doug. “I’m going to the fire.”

Sarah changed positions in a flash. Doug barely heard her warning call as he took off on foot toward the blaze.

It was not far to the sheds, but with his boots pushing clumsily through the crusty snow, it seemed like miles. Firefighters were shouting and running toward the blaze, moving out like an army to destroy a deadly enemy.

“Keep back,” yelled the chief as Doug approached.

Doug noticed Dorothy leaning against the pillar of the back verandah.

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