"Jared, do you need to go to the bathroom?" I ask my grandson, who's been fidgeting in his seat on the couch for five minutes now.
"No," Jared says, instantly freezing.
"Yeah you do," Elly retorts. Jared shakes his head.
"No I don't," Jared replies, than turns to me. "You can continue." I look at him a little uncertain, than shrug.
"Okay then, so after eating the berries-"
"I gotta go!" Jared exclaims suddenly as he races into the bathroom, slamming the door once inside. Elly smirks at me.
"I knew it," she tells me. I nod in agreement. A couple minutes pass and Jared returns.
"So, Grandpa, ever thought about writing a book about your-experience?" Jared asks casually, as though he never left.
"When I was younger, yes," I answer.
"What about now?" Jared asks.
"Maybe," I reply. Actually, the idea sounds more appealing now. For many years after the incident I didn't want to talk about it to anyone, not my parents or my other relatives. But now...
"Anyway, so what happened next?" Elly interrupts my thoughts. "After the berries?"
"Well...things were starting to brighten up after that, but it only lasted for a few hours..."
YOU ARE READING
The Wilderness
ActionWhen a plane crash cuts short a field trip, a group of teenagers are left stranded in the Canadian wilderness. It's a race to stay alive long enough to be rescued: a race only a few will win.
