Travellers: Chapter TwoChapter Two
We need firewood, Luke said finally.
Rory glanced at the dead grass, leaves and twigs in the fireplace. They did need firewood.
I vote we go that way first, Josh stated, pointing to the left.
Its just firewood, we arent going far, Luke smiled.
Who says? We can go as far as we like, Josh bounded towards the trees like an excited Labrador.
Rory looked at Luke. She smiled and followed Josh, keeping the river in sight. She picked up a stick covered in that hanging lichen commonly called Old Mans Beard. She swung it as she walked on. She thought about the Shona test she was going to fail on Monday, because she wouldnt study this weekend. Unconsciously she ran over some numbers. Poshi, piri, tatu, china, shanu, tanhatu, nomwe, sere, pfumbamwe, gumi. She came across a large branch and snapped it into two