vLizzie followed her mother as she plowed a path through the snow. She had never seen her mother looking so determined before, but she couldn’t blame her. Lizzie was just as determined to get her father back.
They walked for what seemed like hours, only taking a minor break to eat some snacks and get a drink from the bag her mother had brought.
Lizzie and her mother kept sniffing the air to make sure they were on the right track.
“Do you smell them, too?” she asked her mother, who nodded.
“They have a very distinct smell, do they not?” her mother asked, glaring at the trees in front of them.
Lizzie nodded and asked, “Do you think we’re getting closer?”
Her mother nodded and glanced back over her shoulder to say, “The smell is getting stronger, so I think we’re almost there
