Chapter 12After they paused a moment to enjoy the welcome warmth and cheery light of the rising sun, Jerry started off. He led the way down the far side of the ridge, which was steeper and rockier than the sandy slope they had just ascended. It looked as if the storms usually moved northward up the gulf and scoured all the softness off the southern exposures.
Bonnie started down behind him, hesitating when one foot slipped in a patch of loose sand. She gasped, her whole body going tense. For an instant, her disastrous fall replayed in her mind. She remembered the sickening feeling of losing control, the ominous sound of those two bones snapping.
Stop it, she told herself sternly. Quit being a baby. You can handle this. You’ve played mountain goat for twenty years!
Still, it took every b
