Chapter 28

“I thinkI can waddle to the door,” Daniel said, laughing.

Griffin chuckled, handed him a helmet, and they left the cabin. After locking the door, Griffin led the way around to a lean-to along the southern wall and took out his bike. “You ever been on one before?” he asked.

“No,” Daniel told him, eyeing it dubiously.

“It’s easy enough, but don’t go hopping on right now. We’ll walk it down to the end of the road where you parked the car.”

When they got to the car, they found it was buried over the bumpers in snow. “It would have taken us an hour just to dig it out,” Griffin commented as he got on the cycle and fired it up.

Daniel eyed the snow-covered road ahead of them—still not sure the bike could make it down.

“Get on. It will be fine,” Griffin said.

“Do I look that doubtful?” Daniel asked, climbing on behind Griffin.

“Your body language sent the message. I can’t see your face, but I bet it did, too,” Griffin told him with a laugh.