Chapter Seventeen
EJ sat by the fire whittling. The slender bamboo stick now slightly resembled a flute. She blew softly, trying to determine where to make the next hole. The great hunters came back bearing several raccoons. Jeremy skinned the animals and tossed a tail to EJ.
“You can hang this off your drum for luck.”
“It wasn’t very lucky for the raccoon, now was it?” EJ said. “Didn’t see any rabbit?”
“No. I was following a deer trail until Billy thought he saw a wild cat. He screamed like a little girl.” Jeremy looked around and said softly, “He’s a ninny.”
Jeremy finished butchering the second raccoon, dropping the meat into a large kettle.
“Now what?”
EJ shrugged. “I have no idea. Raccoon and dumplings? I guess you could make a mystery stew.”
Suddenly, EJ found herself hoisted
