The monster truck chewed to a stop on the trail.
“That your kid, Pete?”
“Heck, yeah.”
The hunters all stopped their ATVs. Sheriff Jeff leaned out of his truck. “Puffin, get yer kid the heck out of here. It isn"t safe for them.”
“I know that, Jeff. Taylor, get yer butt outa here.”
“Yee haw, Mr. Puffin.”
“Yee haw, yourself. I"ll dang sure shoot your truck up if you don"t move it right now.”
The huge wheels of the monster truck churned up mud. The teens circled the group of men, hooting and howling.
“Whatcha doing way out here, Dad? Got a Bigfoot up your butt?”
“I"m warning you, Taylor.”
“Hey, Taylor, you scared of your old man?”
“Yeah, he is. Look at him run back to the truck.”
“Let"s go, Taylor.” They all piled into the back of the truck. Rrrrrrr, the monster truck smashed throu
