Chapter 13
“I love you, too.”
The words echoed in Andy’s mind as he raced through the forest back to camp. Sunlight slanted low through the trees, turning the cloudy sky above the branches into a fiery sea. Sunset, meaning the woods would become draped in darkness soon. Had he slept that long? No doubt he needed the rest, but now he felt as if he were running out of time, what with the approaching night and Sam’s growing fever…
He had to find Mendenhall, had to bring the surgeon back to the cabin. He wouldn’t want to come, but Andy had to convince him somehow, he had to make him see… As he ran, he clutched the haversack close to him, hand fisted around the bottom of the sack and the bottles that jostled together with what money he had left. Mendenhall had to help; he was Sam’s only ho
