'Aye, not just now,' I said. 'I'll fetch my bag across.'
'I'm faster than you,' Lorna put her hand on my shoulder, 'and we have a bit to go yet. Wait here.'
I did not argue. Lorna was far more skilled than I was in the hills and I had no desire for another trip across the ropes. I hardly watched as Lorna swarmed across, her hands and feet moving in unison and the lines swinging gently beneath her.
'I wish I could do that,' Christine said.
'She's good, isn't she?' Mary agreed.
I do not know from where the eagles came. They soared above Lorna as she lifted my rucksack and began the return journey. As she reached the halfway point of the rope bridge, they plunged down on her. I gasped and shouted out a warning:
'Lorna!'
The first bird raked its talons across Lorna's hands. She pulled o
