Chapter 44: Take Aim, Young Archer

  The sun had started to set as Tony and Dillon continued their trek. They weren't far from the trail they'd turn onto to get to the secret place. On the way, Dillon had kept his eyes peeled for pin-straight saplings to make into arrows. Every now and then, he'd stop, take the clippers he had in his backpack on Tony's back, and cut a particularly fine sapling. When he was satisfied with the approximate length, he'd put the sticks in the side pouch of his backpack.

  As they walked on, Dillon regaled Tony with different stories from his childhood. It was appropriate, since that day ha