“Then he opened his eyes and blinked. The whole mountain top was covered with thick fog. Henry turned his head to look at Jessie. She was close enough to touch, but he could hardly see her. Benny called, “I’m awake, Henry. Foggy, isn’t it?” Henry propped himself up on one elbow. “I wonder if it is often foggy like this in the morning. I guess when we’re not up so high we don’t pay any real attention.” Grandfather said, “The mountain top is always covered with fog in the early morning. That’s why... campers don’t stay here overnight. But the fog will soon go away.” Henry said, “One thing is sure. We must stay close together every minute.” Everyone understood what Henry meant. It would be dangerous to move about too much and perhaps come close to the edge of the rocky, flat top without knowing it. They all sat up. “Where is that paper bag of scraps?” asked Benny. “Now I’m hungry.” “I have it,” said Jessie. “I also have some napkins. Put your hands out and take a napkin, and I will try to divide the breakfast.”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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