Looking around, Sarah grabs for her parents. Finally realizing where she is, she puts her hands over her face and cries. Gaining control of herself, she wipes away the tears on her cheeks. She looks down at Peter, sleeping as if all is normal. His light snoring makes her laugh. A snapping outside the hollow lifts her head to the opening. Are they being watched? Has Lamia caught up to them already? Sitting up, she turns and grabs the handle of Peter’s belt knife. All around the tree are shadows from other trees and the moonlit spotlights between them. All the hairs on her body rise. She knows someone is out there. She pulls out the knife.
Peter snorts awake.
Not sleeping quite as deep as she thought.
Peter doesn't move, yawning out his words. “What are you doing?” He props himself up on
