We’re out!” Elchanan whooped, high-fiving Avi. “We’re out of the forest!”
Avi mustered up a smile, but he couldn’t bring himself to join Elchanan’s excitement until they were actually back home — or at least on the way. True, they’d left the forest — but where were they now?
He examined their surroundings. They were standing on a grassy bank beside a wide, winding, empty road. Across from them were miles and miles of fields. It looked like they were in the middle of the country.
“This isn’t the highway where we started,” he said. “Honestly, I don’t think we’re much better off than we were before. At least inside the forest, the search party’s looking for us…”
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