“Who was the bright one who suggested cutting through these bushes?” I mumbled, untangling my hair. “Not to complain, but my pants are getting filthy.”
“Not much farther!” Elisabeth called. “We should reach the main road in just a few minutes.”
I waited for Linz to crawl up next to me. “What’s your map say?”
Linz pulled the now-tattered paper from her back pocket. “Well, I don’t think we’re in Canada anymore. But I’m quite sure of our present location… we made so many turns back there. One thing’s for certain–we won’t be reaching Dov anytime soon. So you can stop fixing your hair.”
“Humph!” I snorted. “I’m not the least bit interested in him!”
PinkQT and Linz exchanged glances.
“I’m not!”
“Hustle, people!” said Elisabeth. “We’re almost there!”

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