CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
I watched Jack stagger out of the bushes with an amused expression on my face. Small red nasty spots lingered all over his tanned skin making it look extremely unattractive as he scratched it fiercely with his fingernails.
"Urgh," he groaned then proceeded to scratch his body wildly, not sparing us a glance before he sauntered past us and hurried into the cabin.
I giggled, unable to help myself. I walked over to the bush where Uncle Eddie had thrown his cane and placed it gently in the old man's hands before we quickly followed Jack's trail back to the cabin, still laughing at him.
I pushed the cabin door open and stepped inside, peeking my head around to see where exactly Jack had gone to.
"Jack? Where are you?" Roger called out as he stepped inside from behind me.
