Two hours of riding in a quiet van showed no answers, not even a hint. "What will I do?" Megan asked, as she led the half-asleep girls to the bunkhouse and watched them fall asleep again. The relaxed, smiling faces did not ease her turmoil.
Lying on her bed, exhausted, but restless, Colby's voice resonated in her head. He tried sounding nonchalant about his grandparents, but an underlying concern and love for them filtered through his words.
"What does he fear? Would Gray Cloud force his grandson to reclaim his heritage? Why did Colby Jackson return if he wanted nothing to do with his grandparents? This summer is getting crazier by the minute."