“I wonder why they won’t leave?” Arabella whispers to me after walking over to where we are sitting and placing her hand gently on my shoulder.

When I glance up at her, she is wearing a fake smile on her face. I begin to wonder if this is getting to be too much for her, but then I open my mouth to mention quietly, “Probably, because they know we are here someplace. They just can’t smell us, so it is driving them insane. I think that is why they are tearing the place apart, in hopes of us coming out.”

“Well, obviously there is no way that they would surprise...