rothy McClain and Louise Miller preparing breakfast.
Placing her hands to her lips she uttered their Scout signal call.
A few minutes later Donald and Lance McClain were standing in the open space before the Girl Scout camp. They were facing a number of the girls and their Scout Captain, Sheila Mason, as well.
Slightly in the background and yet within hearing, Victoria Drew waited.
Kara was lying on the cot inside her own tent. Tory’s friends had suggested that she follow Kara’s example and allow breakfast to be brought to her. Surely she looked weary enough after a night of such anxiety!
Tory had her own reasons for declining. Now as she overheard the beginning of the conversation she was glad of her own decision.
“We are sorry to have intruded upon you even for a short time, Miss Mason,” Donald McClain protested. “We know that you have asked that no member of our S