Halifax Explodes! by Frieda Wishinsky & Patricia Ann Lewis-MacDougall

Author:Frieda Wishinsky & Patricia Ann Lewis-MacDougall
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUV016180 – JUVENILE FICTION / Historical / Canada / Post-Confederation (1867-), JNF025130 – JUVENILE NONFICTION / History / Military & Wars
ISBN: 9781926973043
Publisher: Owlkids Books Inc.
Published: 2015-04-27T20:33:18+00:00

CHAPTER 8:

Waiting for Tim

“Gumdrops were the surprise! So that was what the words meant on the back of the photograph!” said Tim. “I’ll never forgive myself if anything happens to Carolyn. I’m going to look in the store just to be sure.”

Matt and Emily glanced at each other. They were both thinking the same thing. What if Carolyn wasn’t there? What if Carolyn was hurt—or worse?

“You two stay outside with Poppy,” said Tim. “Make sure Mrs. Winter is all right.”

“Maybe Poppy can help you find Carolyn,” Emily suggested.

“I don’t want anyone else going in with me. The store doesn’t look safe. A wall could fall down any minute. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

With that, Tim stepped over the broken front door and the shattered glass.

“Be careful,” Emily and Matt called out.

The two friends and Poppy waited outside. They listened for voices from inside the building but they heard nothing. Mrs. Winter sat quietly in the chair, moaning and sighing.

“Are you okay?” asked Matt.

“My head still hurts but I’ll be fine,” she said. “I’m just worried about that sweet girl. Her brother survived the war to come home to this terrible business. It’s all horrible.”

“I can hear Tim calling Carolyn now,” said Emily.

“Listen!” said Matt.

They heard a clunk, as if something hard had been dropped.

“Oh no. No. No,” Tim groaned.

Emily and Matt looked at each other. Was Tim hurt? Had he found Carolyn?

“Here comes Tim!” cried Emily.

Tim climbed over the broken front door. His hair was streaked black and white with soot and dust. There was a large hole in the sleeve of his uniform. His scratched face was bleeding.

“What happened?” Matt asked.

“I didn’t find Carolyn,” said Tim. “I walked all the way to the back of the store and looked around. I called out for her over and over. I looked everywhere. I looked under everything—broken glass, broken beams, bashed-up counters, piles of boxes. But she wasn’t there.”

Mrs. Winter walked over to Tim. “You’re bleeding, my boy,” she said. She pulled a handkerchief out of her pocket and pressed it against Tim’s face. “Hold it steady there for a bit,” she said.

“I’ll be fine. I cut myself on some glass,” said Tim. “I have to keep looking.”

“Maybe Carolyn went down the street behind the store,” suggested Emily.

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