7Megan woke to harsh whispers coming from the back of the cave and wondered what had happened. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. Cradling her arm, she tucked her feet to one side and rolled to her knees. With slow movements, so she wouldn’t jar her arm, she stood and smiled. She was getting good at this. She never liked lying around, even when sick.
Near the opening into the back caverns, Bryan stood with his arms crossed over his chest, glaring at his grandfather and Sam, his low voice too soft to make out what he said. However, the harsh scowl on his face made her pause.
“Bryan?”
The three men jerked their heads around at the sound of her voice, their eyes wide in startled surprise.
She frowned. “Why do the three of you look so guilty?” She glanced over to the messy blankets where Kati
