Chapter 86

I tried again for Sasha so I could borrow her eyes, but she chomped down on my fingers. I yanked my hand away, tears filling my eyes. Guess I deserved that, but we couldn't stay outside forever like this.

I started to shove to my feet when large, warm hands gripped my arms and stopped me.

"Don't!" Thomas shouted.

"Why not?" I yelled. "What happened?"

"Grab the pup and she'll show you. We have to go now."

I was so tired of hearing that. It always meant something terrible had happened, was still happening.

It must've been the sound of Thomas's voice that either soothed Sasha or made her obey, because she let me pick her up and stuff her down the front of my coat. Then, I saw.

The outhouse, the cabin, the fire in the fireplace, my bow, every one of the arrows I'd whittled for the past three days - gone. Only a pile of splinters remained, each one gouging into my heart.

"A snow tornado," Thomas said. "Got the sleigh too."