"Why are we going, Mama?"
Laura had to calm her racing heart before she could answer her daughter in a calm voice. "I thought we'd go visit the caves."
Zahara marched along behind her mother through the woods. Every time they visited the caves they took a different route, careful not to create a wellworn path that could be followed by outsiders. Although locals in the area had been aware of a small cave high up on the mountain, they weren't aware that things had shifted when a freak storm tore through the area, and other crevices had opened in the mountain side.
"But... its night time?"
"Yeah, I know."
"And I'm hungry."
"I tell you what," Laura stopped and squatted, inviting the child to climb onto her back for a piggy back ride. "When we get there, you can have a chocolate."
"Choco
