“We still haven’t seen him.” Beth said as soon as she walked through the tent with a tray of food balanced on her hip. Doris fell right back against the sheets and closed her eyes. Perhaps if she tried hard enough, she would realize it was all a dream.

“It’s been two days. He hasn’t sent word that he’s fine.” Doris said. She could feel Beth sit next to her on the bed and rub her arm with her icy fingers. “What if something happened to him and no one knows it? What if the entire group he went with was killed?”

Doris opened her eyes to see Beth worrying...