Whitewater Gorge gerald's game

her sides rounded more each day with the nameless wolf's cubs, and the fear that followed each step away from the ridge intensified. but vuk would not return -- she did not dare. and so she pressed on, her slim figure made distended with the shape of her growing pregnancy. little food she had found; she had even fallen to scavenging, doing what she must to ensure the lives she carried as well as her own.

high noon found her at the edge of rushing waters; the pale girl whined fearfully, backing into the shadow of the canyon walls. she would not attempt to cross; she would turn back and find another way.

but for now, exhaustion stole over her; the silent girl lapsed into a fitful slumber.