TITLE: The Rift in the Rock
GENRE: MG Fantasy-Adventure
Grandma Summer drives Tristan and his friend Janie through Yellowstone National Park. While traffic is stopped by a herd of bison crossing the road, Summer tells the kids the story of Tristan’s father’s birth.
“Now, the creek was hidden down in a ravine, and Wayne couldn’t hear me call. I tried to push myself up off the rocks. But I couldn’t move. A branch cracked above me.”
“Uh-oh,” Janie said.
“I found myself face to face with a fat, glossy-black mother bear.”
Tristan clenched the edge of the window. “As close as these bison?” he squeaked.
“Inches away. The bear snorted. I still couldn’t move, so I said, ‘I won’t bother your cubs if you don’t bother mine.’”
Ahead of the truck, the line of vehicles began to roll forward. Summer restarted the engine.
“Then that baby shot out like he knew the bear might eat us both for lunch if he stuck around too long.” She laughed. “We always figured your father got his common sense from having to figure out how to survive in a chilly creek. He woke up pretty quickly, bouncing along in the waves like a perfect little skipping stone.”
Tristan felt a sudden, irrational fear that the creature had eaten his dad. “What about the bear?”
“I tried to grab the baby to keep him from floating away. But I sank low in the water, and I couldn’t see anything other than the waves splashing over my hands. Next thing I realized, Wayne had crashed into the stream and hauled me out with one arm around my waist. In his other arm, he held a screaming, purple infant.”
“What did the bear do?” Tristan asked again.