“Into the mine!” Cait"s gran shouted.
Her mum paused to scoop up several shards of cold metal from the ground, cradling them in the upturned hem of her black cardigan. She stepped through the doorway. The blue light above them shot past their heads and through the doorway.
“Get in quick,” said her gran. “And watch your heads. Especially you, Johnny.”
“But, Ran!” shouted Cait. “We can"t leave him.”
“No choice,” said her gran. “He"s buying us time. We have to go.”
They pressed inside. Cait followed the light, Danny grasping her hand. It was still inside the cave, the air old and settled. The shaft sloped sharply down. Shouts from outside became distant as they felt their way forward. The rushing sound of their breathing was loud in the enclosed space. A fat drop of water splattered to t
