Scars Of A Broken Bond

“No.”

Sabrina’s phone remained in the tent.

“Could she have gone to the bathroom in the woods?” the guide wondered aloud, while the driver and others gathered around.

An elderly man offered comfort, saying, “Don’t worry. Let’s wait here a while. If she doesn’t return in ten minutes, we’ll go Look for her.”

Raul joined the conversation, suggesting, “Her phone’s here. Perhaps she went to the bathroom and mistakenly returned to the wrong tent.”

His mind raced, convinced that the person who had taken Sabrina must have been a member of their tourist group. He had counted everyone, after all. Sabrina must be hidden in a tent by that person

The guide suggested, “Let’s look for her in the tents now. Maybe she’s simply in the wrong one.”

searching the tents and shaking their heads

to

hidden in the

from a nearby

hadn’t returned. If she’d just gone

she just vanish?” Bettie asked,

have fallen on her way to the

a moment before instructing, “Well, some of you rest

and three young men volunteered

an hour, yielding no sign of Sabrina. It seemed impossible for