Crossbow
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Fourteen-year-old Matt has only one goal in life: to become a hermit.
He has no use for school, but he loves the solitude of the forest. When he hikes up to the cabin he built for himself, he discovers a mysterious stranger named Forrest has moved in. At first, Matt doesn't connect Forrest's appearance with the rash of local robberies. Forrest seems to be the perfect hermit, and he teaches Matt the skills he needs to achieve his goal, including how to hunt with a crossbow. But when Forrest tries to kill an endangered Roosevelt elk, Matt questions the ethics of his new friend. When Matt discovers a stolen rifle in his cabin, he finds himself trapped in a dangerous situation.
Dayle Campbell Gaetz
Dayle Campbell Gaetz has worked as a creative-writing instructor, book editor and columnist but now devotes her time to her own writing. Gaetz is the author of over twenty books for young people and adults. Gaetz grew up in Victoria, British Columbia, and now lives in Campbell River. For more information, visit www.daylegaetz.com.
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Crossbow - Dayle Campbell Gaetz
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chapter one
I was a cougar slinking through the forest. Silent. Unseen. Bushes parted to let me pass and closed behind me like lacy green curtains. I marched uphill with long even strides, my feet as soundless as a big cat’s paws on the forest floor.
Massive tree trunks soared from the thick undergrowth like a thousand giant pillars. High above my head their branches hid the sky. This was where I belonged. No one could bother me here. Trees never whispered behind my back.
I felt light and free, like an escaped prisoner. Tonight, for the first time ever, I would sleep up here on my own. Just me and the wilderness. I wanted to bellow out in triumph, like a big old bull elk. But I had almost reached my cabin, so I loped along on silent feet. Like a creature of the wild, I approached my lair in silence. I slowed down, advanced cautiously, stayed on high alert to keep my territory safe from predators.
I raised my head, sniffed the air and knew something was wrong. Mixed with the musty odor of damp earth and the Christmas-tree scent of firs, was a trace of wood smoke. A chill spread up the back of my neck. Here in the forest, smoke could come from only one place. My cabin. Someone must be there. I stopped and peered through a veil of green branches, listening hard. Then I smiled grimly.
Stop. Look. Listen. That’s what they teach you in kindergarten. Good advice. It’s the most important thing I ever learned at school. They forgot smell, though. Stop. Look. Listen. Smell. The smoke smell was stronger now and mixed with an enticing aroma. Meat. Someone was cooking meat. It smelled so good I started to drool.
Nothing looked out of place. Gray strands of mist floated around the tree branches and masked any smoky haze. The only sound was constant drip-drip-dripping of water from mist-wet trees. Then, so close I jumped, I heard a soft growl. I held my breath, strained to hear. The growl came again, louder, closer than before.
A grin crept across my face, and I pressed my hand against my stomach. What a dope! The growls came from my own empty belly. My grin froze when I heard the clunk. The thud of an axe striking a chunk of wood. My wood.
Someone had found my cabin. But who? How? I had always been so careful. I built it miles back in the forest where no one would ever find it. But someone had, so what was I going to do about it?
Decision time. I couldn’t hide in the bushes all night. I had two choices. I could slink away and pretend I’d never been here or I could confront the guy. My heart pounded in my ears. I turned away.
The next thud was followed by the shriek of wood splitting apart. Light dry kindling bounced and clattered against stone. The stone by my door, next to my fire pit. Fear burned into anger. Keeping low, hidden by thick brush, I crept forward. I reached a young cedar near the side of my cabin and hid behind its low branches.
Only a small part of one wall showed through the low-hanging branches. The logs, about five inches across, were sealed together with thick clay-like mud. The logs came from a clear-cut nearby. They were the wrong species, or too small, or too crooked, so the logging company that mowed them down had left them to rot. Only the perfect ones were worth keeping. Kind of like kids— if you weren’t perfect you got left behind.
I had started building my cabin in July, after my father was gone. I borrowed his chainsaw. He wouldn’t need it for a long time. I chose the best of the junk trees, cut off their branches and chopped them into ten-foot lengths. I hauled them, one at a time, to my site. The job took all summer and into the fall, but it was worth all that hard work to have a place of my own. A place to be alone.
Since my main ambition in life was to be a hermit, I figured it was time to get some work experience. My mom said I should work hard at school, but she didn’t understand the importance of on-the-job training. She didn’t understand why this cabin was so important to me either. I brought her up here when it was almost finished. She looked at the four square walls, the tarpaper roof, my little plastic-covered window and the old door I dragged up from home.
It’s a nice fort,
she had said.
Like I was some little kid, playing games.
My attention swung back to a fire that crackled in my fire pit. Above the fire, on a tripod made