bottom step for him.
That afternoon, the dog suddenly bolted toward the woods behind the trailer park.
Elsie grabbed her backpack and went after him.
“Hey, come back,” she called quietly. “You’re going the wrong way.”
But the dog kept moving.
He squeezed through a gap in the fence and vanished among the pine trees.
Elsie paused for only a moment before ducking under the wire and stepping into the shade behind him.
The Man in the Old Oak Tree
The woods outside Cedar Hollow, Tennessee, were not welcoming woods.
