The smaller bear glanced up at her, then back to the larger one, its gaze fixed on Evelyn as if waiting for her to make a decision she didn’t understand. Her throat tightened. Why is this happening? Why me? she thought. Of all the people at that bus stop—why had she been the one they cornered?
She took a shaky step forward. The larger bear’s growl faded instantly, like a test she’d unknowingly passed. But that brought no comfort. The realization hit her hard—they wanted her in the forest. And she was walking there. On her own two feet.