They flew high to avoid watching eyes, and from their dizzying height, they could see how swiftly the fire advanced. It had devoured Price’s field of winter wheat and now raced toward the house.
“They won’t get here in time,” Penny groaned. “Our house!”
“We need a firebreak,” Zoe shouted to her. At their speed, staying too close to each other was dangerous, but Zoe swerved near enough to make herself heard.
“A what?”
“If they had a bulldozer, they might be able to clear a wide-enough path to stop the fire.”
“I don’t see any bulldozers down there, Zoe!” Then a thought occurred to her, and she almost dared to hope that they wouldn’t lose the house. “But maybe we don’t need one!”
“What?”
There was no time for explanation. Penny dropped from the sky, falling fast, aiming her desce
