"I'm fine, we have to keep moving"
Johnny's voice croaked, his words were weak and his face looked pale. The morning had come with great news, Johnny looked better than he did the night before, we all let out a sigh of relief at his recovery but he could walk a distance without panting.
"Johnny, can you please help me pick that log of wood over there" Sarah said. We watched with keen interest as Johnny groaned struggling to pick up a log of wood, his body was covered in sweat as he panted.
"There you have it, we won't be leaving here until you can at least pick that up" Sarah said leaving no room for argument. Johnny sighed as he settled by a tree, his frustration clear on his face as he saw the victorious grin on our faces.
"Fine, but you are only delaying us more" he groaned, cou
