“So,” Atlas said after he finished the granola bar. “What are we doing here?”
Logan didn’t look up.
“We’ve come a long way. There must be some point,” he tried again.
A Steller’s jay zipped onto the platform, c****d its head at them two or three times, and zipped off.
“I have no idea,” Logan muttered.
“Are you going to kill me?”
Logan lifted his head slowly. “I was going to, I think, I don’t know. I wasn’t thinking. Maybe we’re just a couple of salmon at the end of our run.”
Atlas remembered what Logan had taught him at the creek.
“So… now we just sit here and …die?”
Logan shrugged and looked at the orange sky beyond the trees, then leaned his head back against the tree, looking up.
“Why didn’t you just leave me at the clearcut, then?”
“I guess…because I wanted to teach you a th
