So like usual I slept the full way up north, interrupted
only by my father’s insistent murmuring about my mother’s failure to go under
the speed limit. I wasn’t able to keep my eyes open long enough to read Downriver. I ended the adventures of
Jessie and her fellow escapees in chapter nine. Continuing on into chapter ten,
Jessie and crew dock into a utopian cavern; warm streams collected over a
waterfall into a bathtub of luke warm blue. The waterfall was an escape from
the stress involved with pirating the Grand Canyon. Inside Troy allows the
group to relax and unwind. Amidst
the fun, Jessie spots Freddy attempting to climb through the caves scattered
along the banks of the water. The two traveled through the caves; stopping for
nothing except the spring. The spring was a Hopi (Southwestern Indian Tribe) sanctuary.
Unknown to Jessie, Freddy was born a Hopi. The sanctuary was touching place for
Freddy, from that he expressed his deeper, brooding emotions. Freddy gave light
into his whole life; his mother, father, upbringing. Jessie was astonished by
the show of emotion she never thought she was see. The two would talk until
Freddy’s embarrassment overshadowed his bubbling emotions. The two would walk
back to the waterfall in utter silence to be meet by blank stares from the rest
of the group. Time had escaped the two in the sanctuary and hours had past. The
group was frustrated by Jessie and Freddy’s little adventure. Night fell and
day came and the group was still in disarray. Traveling down the river would be
one of silence and awkward glares. The group came along river thunder; to be
met by Al. He’s back. As the group was scouting the upcoming rapid, Al came down the canyon face. No
one could believe what he or she was seeing. Is their adventure over? Is Al
going to turn them in? Are they going to jail? Did Heather rat on the group
after she bailed at the boat landing?
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