Author P.O.V.
The crickets stilled along with the lizards. Little Vera paused to scan the shadows in the sudden silence of the Canyon caverns. Maybe she was imagining things.
A chill scurried across her skin, and she rubbed her arms. In the distance, Little Vera heard the setting off one of her booty traps. She heard repeated jingles. No! No mistake! Someone was in her caves!
Tense seconds passed as she waited. When the cricket started singing again she knew that whatever had triggered her alarms had moved on. She took one last look around before shaking her head and setting out along the path. It was close to dinner time, she needed to get home before Mama Aisha got worried.
The trail was quiet, the desert was deserted. So why did she feel so unsettled?
Her uneasiness had gained stre
