are you doing?â a voice called from behind her.
Tabitha jumped and almost fell in the lake. She spun around and was blinded by a spotlight. She threw an arm in front of her eyes. âTurn that off!â
The spotlight snapped off, and Cedar came into view. Tabitha realized she was standing in her underwear. She crouched, trying to keep her butt out of the water.
âSo?â Cedar asked.
âI felt like going for a skinny-dip.â
Cedar crossed his arms, reminding Tabitha of Bruce. âRight.â
She waved her arm at the island. âI heard something over there, and I think itâs Max. Iâm rescuing him. If you donât mind, Iâll get back to it.â
He turned the headlamp back on and pointed it out at the lake. âAll I see is a duck. You sure itâs worth swimming after in the freezing cold?â
âHow do you know itâs a duck?â
âI see a long skinny neck and a beak. Donât think Max has either of those.â
Tabitha shuffled around, still crouching, and shone her light near Cedarâs. She couldnât see anything.
Quack . There was a small splash and then silence.
Tabithaâs shoulders drooped. How could she be so dumb? âCan you turn off the light while I get dressed, please?â
Without a word, Cedar did as she asked and turned away from her while she pulled on her shirt and pants.
âAre you totally out of your mind?â he asked, his back still to her.
âWhat do you care?â
He whipped around to face her. âWhat do you mean?â
âYou and Ashley hate me. Now that Iâve lost Max, youâve both ignored me all day. If I was lost or hurt, the only reason youâd care is because youâd have to spend your precious time looking for me.â She pulled on her boots and stomped down the trail. As her headlamp swung past his face, she caught a glimpse of his stunned expression.
He grabbed her arm and spun her around. âI donât blame you for losing Max.â
She tried to look into his eyes to see if he was telling the truth, but his headlamp was back on. She pulled her arm out of his grasp. âWhy not? I lost him.â
Cedar began walking beside her. âIt could have happened to anyone. Max has a mind of his own.â
âThen whyâve you ignored me all day?â
He sighed. âI was scared.â
âHuh?â
âMax was my dadâs dog. Itâs kinda like losing my dad all over again.â
Tabitha couldnât think of anything to say. She nodded in the dark.
âWhen Dad died, it felt likeâ¦like a crevasse opened inside me. You know, like the one he fell into. Except it was a crevasse that opened to all the dark, depressing feelings of the world, and I kept falling into it day after day.â
Cedar paused. Tabitha nodded again, hoping heâd go on. âThe only way to keep myself on the mountain, out of the crevasse, was to work hardâ¦to do everything he used to doâ¦be strong for Mom and Ashley.â He took a deep breath. Tabitha held hers, not wanting to spoil the moment.
âMax started sleeping on my bed after Dad died. Like he knew that I could take his place.â
Tabitha shivered. âYou donât have to take his place, Cedar. Your mom and Ashley are strong too.â
She sensed him pulling at his ponytail. âMaybe I need to do it for me, not them. Anyway, with Max gone, I feel like Iâm sliding toward the crevasse again.â
They walked a few paces in silence.
âDid you come out here just to look for him?â Cedar asked.
âYeah.â
âThanks. Even if it was stupid.â
âWeâd better go in,â she replied.
Tabitha didnât bother sneaking around when she entered the hut. If Ashley or Tess woke up, sheâd say sheâd been at the outhouse. She crawled into her sleeping bag, happy to be cozy and warm.
âNight, Tabitha,â Cedar
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