“The map says the stream is right over this next hill,” Charlie announced.
“Shouldn’t we hear it by now?” Tammie replied.
“I’m sure we will soon,” Charlie assured her.
They then crested the hill and looked at the rocky stream bed.
“Still not hearing it,” she said scornfully.
“Look, there is still water there though, lets fill the canteens and then follow the channel to the river. I’m certain there will be plenty of water there.”
Tam knelt beside one of the shallow pools and filled her canteen and a plastic bottle. “This is the last time I am going to let you guide us,” she said coldly.
“I found us water, didn’t I?” he replied.
“Humph,” she muttered, and soon they were making their way down the creek bed to whatever lay ahead, leaving the flowing stream which was just over the NEXT hill behind them.
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