The narrow game trail the team had been on for the last two days seemed to Claire like it would never end. She stuck her pole into the soft green earth between the tangled roots and took a deep breath. Her legs were tired and sore, her arms ached, and her abdomen felt like it was going split apart. She wiped the river of sweat running down her face with a damp rag.
“Something wrong?” Manny said, suddenly standing beside her.
Claire looked at him with bitter irony. Knowing now what was wrong with her, she nodded and said, “You don"t happen to have an antibiotic in that little goodie bag of yours, do you?”
Manny frowned. Peering closely at her, he said, “Anti-biotic? Are you hurt? Where?”
“It"s internal,” Claire said, and winced as a sharp cramp shot through her. She spied a moss-ridden
