I’m at a sports camp, I left my shorts at the cabins so I go look for them. I can’t find them among my own stuff so I search the other bags just incase it slipped in there. A girl accuses me of taking her stuff, she’s already accused 3 others of the same thing so everyone dislikes her.
We go and sit in assembly and she stands up to tell everyone how we robbed her. Fuming we leave, I go to my cabin. I’m in such a huff I don’t notice that I walked into my own home not the cabin.
That night we find out that something bad happened to the town across the river. One of the younger men says he will go over there to help out. 2 other kids and me follow him also to help.
To cross the river you have to climb up to a gondola and then pull yourself across. The older guy is already up there. As we go to climb up a man from across the river yells across that it is shallow enough to walk across.
I carry one of the smaller kids on my shoulders and cross. Once there the other go off to investigate what happened. I’m left with my brother, so we go and end up in a nice old man’s place helping him cook. Broccoli in cream with salted meats. We hear some shouts and the man tells us to leave or they will find us there. So we run through the labyrinth of streets no wider than a doorway.