Changing Direction

The boys ran north in the darkness, pushing through prickly holly thickets and leaping twisted brooklets and rills. With every step, Sidmouth�s eyes lightened as hope and determination replaced his sorrow. They followed John Franklin as he led them north, toward his Cherokee homeland, until Sidmouth grabbed John�s shirt and said, �Stop, we have to go west. We have to go west, NOW!�

�Why?� John asked in a hurry to keep going north.

�The spirits point west,� is all Sidmouth would say.

�That�s crazy,� Wallace said.

Not knowing why, John said, �Yep,� and led them west straight into an ambush.