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you anyway? I don't have enough problems without schlepping a cry-baby along? You don't help with anything. All you do is cry. Would you like to trade places with me for a while and carry this lousy pack on your back? I've had it with your bawling. You can cry your eyes out, for all I care, but you'd better not stop walking, because I'm not going to wait for you anymore.'

I behaved cruelly but felt relieved to have let off steam. Afterward I felt ashamed of myself. I went over to her, gave her a hug, stroked her hair gently, and told her that I was sorry for having lost my temper and hadn't really meant any of it. I told here that I loved her, that I would protect her and bring her back to safety, but she had to make the effort and walk.

I had by now grown faint and dizzy, become weaker and weaker. When I came across a fallen tree that blocked my path, I had to walk around it. I couldn't lift my legs over it.

I have to make it to Jaguar Beach. Have to, have to, have to!

I could hear the plane's engine in the distance. I waited as it drew near. I knew that the plane wouldn't be able to see me, but I at least wanted to see it. The sound was dull and distant, then faded altogether. Had I imagined it? Maybe they were looking for me somewhere else. But Kevin was there, I was sure of that, and he knew where I was.

Toward evening I came to an area where a