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| “The Luck of the Bonehead!” Jenn marveled. Under a stone ledge, Billy water. They ran toward it, fumbling the tops off their water bottles, then stopped. The water wasn’t water. It was black mud and green scum, buzzing with flies and churned by wildgoats and burros. Jenn bent down for a closer look. Ugh! The smell was nasty They knew what onesip could do; come nightfall, they could be too weak with fever and diarrhea to walk, or infectedwith cholera or giardia or guinea worm disease, which has no cure except slowly pulling the threefoot-long worms out of the abscesses that erupt on your skin and eye sockets. But they knew what would happen without that sip. Jenn had just read about those two best friendswho’d gotten lost in a canyon in New Mexico and became so sun-crazed after a single day withoutwater that one stabbed the other to death. She’d seen photos of hikers who’d been found in DeathValley with their mouths choked with dirt, their last moments alive spent trying to suck moisturefrom scorching sand. She and Billy could stay away from the puddle and die of thirst, or theycould swallow a few gulps and risk dying from something else. “Let’s hold off,” Billy said. “If we don’t find our way out in one hour, we’ll come back.” “Okay. This way?” she said, pointing away from Batopilas and straight toward a wilderness thatstretched four hundred miles to the Sea of Cortez. Billy shrugged. They’d been too rushed and groggy that morning to pay attention to where theywere going, not that it would have mattered: everything looked exactly the same. As they walked,Jenn flashed back to the way she’d scoffed at her mother the night before she and Billy had left forEl Paso. “Jenn,” her mother had implored. “You don’t know these people. How do you knowthey’ll take care of you if something goes wrong a police shieldcould hold me upside down and drainmy gutschange your mind ?” |
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