6Several more storms had stopped them from retrieving the wagon sooner, but the ground was now dry enough to support the heavy weight of a wagon. On several occasions, Bryan and Sam rode out to Grandfather’s small wagon and packed up as much as their horses could carry.
Bryan had enjoyed the cave’s sanctuary, but with their supplies almost depleted, he wanted to leave as soon as Megan and Paul could travel.
The tornado’s high winds had flipped the small wagon over several times not too far from the trail they’d blazed to the cave. Lying on its side, the wood-planked bottom offered scant protection against the elements for what little was left of their meager possessions.
As Sam and Bryan worked at gathering any salvageable items, Megan scouted around for the wheel that had broken off du
