Grim Fairy TalesChapter 18 Let the Celebration Begin
Exhausted from their night at the sensor site, Simon and Arabella hid in a thick copse of pine trees overlooking the place where the boat would meet them. Arabella parked the truck between some trees as Simon arranged his poncho for them to lie on. They had not said a word since leaving the site and, although the sky was filled with shrieking jets and thundering helicopters, neither looked up. Arabella knelt next to Simon on the poncho, her eyes looking hopefully into his. "Simon, I don't...