Dahlia pushed her ski goggles up onto her forehead. "That was fun."
Jane glanced at the guys speeding down the slope. "You're too fast. Let us girls get a head start, then you can follow."
Hunter frowned. "Fine, five minutes. Jane, keep an eye on Dahlia, she's new at this."
"She's not a child," Jane rolled her eyes, "but whatever." She turned to Dahlia. "Stay behind me and follow my tracks."
Flora led the way with Jane following, Dahlia trailing behind. When Jane suddenly stopped, Dahlia skidded to a halt beside her.
"What's wrong?" Dahlia asked.
Jane pointed. "Flora went this way. You go ahead, I'll be right behind you."
Dahlia lowered her goggles and pushed forward, but where she expected more slope, there was nothing. She tumbled over the edge of a hidden cliff, rolling through s
