“That means we should have turned right when we left the boat.” “You sure?”
Zero drew a diagram in the dirt. Stanley still wasn’t sure.
“We need to go this way,” Zero said, first drawing a line on the map and then heading that way himself.
Stanley followed. It didn’t feel right to him, but Zero seemed sure.
Sometime in the middle of the afternoon, a cloud drifted across the sky and blocked out the sun.
It was a welcome relief. Once again, Stanley felt that destiny was on his side.
Zero stopped and held out his arm to stop Stanley, too. “Listen,” Zero whispered.
Stanley didn’t hear anything. They continued walking very quietly and Stanley began to make out the faint sounds of Camp Green Lake.
They were still too far away to see the camp, but he could hear a blend of indistinct voices.
As they got closer he occasionally could hear Mr. Sir’s distinctive bark. They walked slowly and quietly, aware that sounds travel in both directions.
They approached a cluster of holes. “Let’s wait here, until they go in,” said Zero.
Stanley nodded. He checked to make sure there was nothing living in it, then climbed down into a hole.
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