boat.â David looked around like a caged animal.
âYou can stay in our room. No one will need to know.â Amanda grabbed Davidâs hand. âCome quickly.â
Leah followed, shaking her head.
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A manda.â Leah tugged at her friendâs sleeve and hissed, âWhat do you think you are doing?â
âDonât worry. Itâll be OK.â Amanda looked over her shoulder. âI think I hear someone coming. Quick, letâs hide in here.â She pulled David with her into an open doorway. Leah followed.
Seconds later, footsteps clomped past and up the stairs.
Amanda let out her breath. âThat was close.â She looked around the dimly lit room. âI wonder what they use this room for.â
Clang!
âBlimey, I tripped over somethingâagain.â Leah held up a round, shiny object. âThis time, it wasnât a foot. Looks like a cymbal.â
Amandaâs eyes grew accustomed to the dim light. She noticed violins, accordions, drums, saxophones and clarinets strewn around like dead bodies. âThis must be where they store instruments for the entertainment.â
âIt is,â said David as he stroked a violin.
âHave you played on this boat?â asked Amanda.
âYes, before I was told I wasnât allowed on the boat.â
âWhy?â
He shook his head. âI donât know.â
Amanda narrowed her eyes. âAnd how did you hurt your thumb?â
âErr, shouldnât we be getting out of here before we get caught?â asked Leah. She looked both ways down the hall. âThe coast is clear.â
They worked their way back up to the room without being seen.
âAll right! We are here.â Leah crossed her arms and leaned back, clicking their door closed behind her. âNow what?â
âDavid can sleep in the bathtub. There are extra blankets and pillows. Itâs probably more comfortable than sleeping on the street. We can bring him food from our meals. Thereâs always way too much anyway.â
âLooks like you thought of everything, Amanda.â Leah rubbed her forehead. âWhy do I have a feeling this will all go terribly wrong?â
âIâI donât need to stay and be trouble. I vill leave the boat at next stop.â David blinked to stop tears from escaping.
Amanda glanced at Leah.
âYou will be safe with us. Donât worry.â Leah patted the young boyâs shoulder. âWe are expected for lunch so we should go. Just keep very quiet and donât answer the door.â
âYou two must have worked up quite an appetite walking around Passau,â said Amandaâs mom when she saw the plates piled high with food from the buffet.
âItâs been a long time since breakfast, and we did do a lot of walking,â replied Amanda.
âIâm glad to see you made it on the boat on time,â said Leahâs dad. âI didnât see you board.â
âOh, I saw them.â Amandaâs dad jumped in the conversation. âThey came on board with a younger girl. âWho is your new friend?â
Amandaâs ears turned red. âSomeone we met in town.â She took a large forkful of potato salad. âThis is soooo good. We should get the recipe, Mom.â
âIâm so pleased you are making friends,â said Mrs. Anderson.
Leah nodded while she filled a buttered bun with cold cuts and cheese. âIâm taking this back to the room in case I get hungry. Dinner is late tonight.â She placed the bun in her napkin and rolled it up.
âGood idea,â Amanda chimed. She piled cookies in a napkin.
âMeet us on the top deck soon. Weâll be passing some nice scenery. Bring your camera, Amanda,â said Don Ross. âPerhaps youâll see your new friend again.â
When they got back to the room, Leah turned to Amanda. âWhew, that was close.â She unwrapped the bun and gave it to