How the story goes
One small trouble. Three turns.
A peek for grown-ups, so you know where the story is headed before you turn the first page.
A small trouble
Night wind scatters sticks across the path to Bentley’s table. Under the first branch Sam moves, six more wait.
A brave choice
Before sunrise, Sam sweeps, pokes a thorny limb aside with a forked stick, and spreads dry gravel on the mud.
A happy turn
“Who made the way?” Bentley wonders, but Sam is already washing up. Small, large, and sleepy feet all cross safely.
