18
Of Tuesdays on Toast and Other Such Important Queries
“I think we’re getting close now Flip. According to the map, the river shouldn’t be too far from here. At least it’s faster travelling down here in the lowlands rather than scrambling across rocky mountains.”
“Yeah, I think there’s more gravel on my knees than there is skin. Do you think Smokey Waters will make us cheese sandwiches? I feel like a cheese sandwich.”
“Well, we could have had cheese sandwiches if you hadn’t—”
“Wolf!”
“Okay, Flip, ‘the wolf excuse’, I get it, but you have to admit that—”
“No! A wolf! There! Look!”
“I’ve had rather enough of wolves for quite some time,” Zeb thought. “I wonder if it’s the same wolf or another one? Maybe it’s a different one and it’s already eaten and—”
He glimpsed it diving through
