The Cub Stayed Beside the Trapped Lioness Until Help Reached the Grass

smoke haze and turned the dust behind the trucks into a glowing veil.

Emma broke the silence first. “Do you ever think about the ones we don’t find?”

Joseph kept his hands steady on the wheel. “Yes.”

“How do you keep doing this?”

He looked at the track ahead. “I think about the ones we do.”

Emma nodded once, but her eyes stayed on the road.

They reached continue reading …