Timberwolf Hunt by Sigmund Brouwer

Author:Sigmund Brouwer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUV000000
ISBN: 9781554697557
Publisher: Orca Book Publishers
Published: 2007-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

“What’s going on?” Eldridge said.

“Just putting your bag in a safe place,” Tom said.

“Honk, honk on the rear end is funnier,” Eldridge said. He opened the door to get his bag. Tom pushed him inside and shut the door.

“Hey!” Eldridge said. “It’s dark in here. I can’t see a thing.”

The light switch was in the hallway. Tom did not turn on the light for Eldridge.

Eldridge tried to open the door. But Tom had pushed a wedge of wood under the door. It would not open.

“Guys?” Eldridge said. “Are you still there?”

“Yes,” Tom said. “Are you going to talk to your dad? Or do we have to leave you in the torture chamber?”

“This is a closet,” Eldridge said. “It’s not a—”

There was a long rude noise inside the closet.

“What was that?” Eldridge asked. Then Eldridge was quiet for a couple of seconds. “Yuck. What’s that smell?”

“Let him out,” Stu whispered to Tom. “Nobody should have to face that kind of torture.”

Johnny wanted to agree with Stu. The smell was coming out from under the door. It was a horrible smell.

Tom shook his head. “Eldridge has to talk to his dad. None of the rest of us can.”

“Yuck!” Eldridge said again. “It’s like an outhouse. Except ten times worse. It’s...”

Eldridge screamed. “It’s alive!”

Eldridge screamed again. “It’s licking me!”

Johnny knocked on the door. “Eldridge, it’s just Mr. Gregg’s dog. Stinky. He’s a very nice dog. He wouldn’t hurt anything.”

“He takes up a lot of room,” Eldridge said. “And he keeps licking my hand. Let me out.”

“I wouldn’t worry about how much room he takes up,” Johnny said. “Or how much he licks your hand. I would worry about something else instead.”

There was that sound again inside the closet. That long rude sound. It did not come from the front end of Stinky.

“That’s what I would worry about,” Johnny said.

“Oh, disgusting!” Eldridge said. “Is there a cork in here?”

“Come on,” Tom said to Eldridge. “We like you. We know you try hard. We want you on the team. We just want you to tell your dad not to give you so much ice time.”

There was another long rude noise.

“Doesn’t this dog eat anything else except for beans?” Eldridge yelled.

Tom and Johnny and Stu did not answer. At the end of the hallway, they saw Coach Elwell turn the corner. He was talking to one of the parents.

“We’d better go,” Tom said. “Before Coach Elwell sees us here.”

Tom leaned over and pulled the wedge out from the

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