“Come on!” Beth called. She stood at the top of the rocks, outlined by the moon. I bet she wanted to take off, to run away from here and never look back. Instead, she backtracked until she reached Junie, grabbing her elbow to hurry her to the peak. She tossed me an apologetic glance. I knew what that look meant. Beth was going to get Junie out of here. To safety.
