Lana Smalls Grandpa Info

"But we have flashlights."

"Old Jack," Silas whispered. Their ancient coonhound had refused to come inside earlier, stubbornly guarding his spot near the cellar doors. lana smalls grandpa

Silas scooped the heavy dog up with a grunt. He tucked the dog under one arm and used the other to steady himself. But the mud was slick. As he turned to head back, his bad knee gave out. He slid down the embankment of the cellar stairs, crashing into the shadows below. "But we have flashlights

"You hold the light, Lana," he said. "I need my hands to open the cellar latch and carry Jack. You keep the fire burning. You guide us home." "But we have flashlights." "Old Jack