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want to rent a helicopter.”
    The van filled with laughter.
    “Hey, Emma,” Paul smiled, “what do you get
when a blonde dyes her hair brown?”
    “I don’t know,” she answered.
    “Artificial Intelligence!” Paul roared as
Emma rolled her eyes.
    “When you pass Baddeck,” Lucy told Paul,
ignoring his lame joke, “turn right at the Red Barn. You can’t miss
it. Then just follow the signs.”
    As the trip wore on, one by one the tired
teens fell asleep. Lucy had to make sure she leaned far away from
Michael. If she accidentally leaned on Michael, or he on her, poor
Michael would probably not wake up because Paul would kill him
while he slept.
    “I don’t know why he gets so jealous.” Lucy
thought, “It’s not like I ever gave him a reason to be jealous.
It’s Michael for crying out loud.”
    Paul turned at the Red Barn Gift Shop and
Restaurant and navigated the winding and steep roads of Hunter’s
Mountain.
    Two hours later, the van jolted to a stop,
startling everyone awake.
    “Where are we?” Michael asked.
    “Beats the hell outta me,” Paul answered.
    “Huh?” Lucy mumbled, trying to wipe the sleep
out of her eyes.
    “There’s the ocean on our left, so we must be
getting close,” Paul suggested.
    “Ocean?” Lucy repeated, stumbling to the
front of the van to get a better look.
    “Paul, you idiot!” She slapped the back of
his head. “We’re in Cheticamp!”
    “Cheti-who?” Paul asked.
    “Cheticamp, you moron, you drove past the
turn off. Why didn’t you wake me up?”
    “You said to turn at the red barn and keep
going,” Paul argued.
    “I said to follow the signs,” Lucy snapped
back. “Think about it dumb-dumb: Margaree Valley. A valley means
between mountains, not next to the ocean.”
    Lucy looked around and saw a field of stick
figures dressed in clothes and Halloween masks.
    Lucy pointed to the figures, “Joe’s
Scarecrows.”
    “Joe’s what?” Lauren asked.
    “I remember those,” Emma told them. “I was
here with my parents a few years ago. The whole field is a bunch of
scarecrows dressed up with cute little nametags and stuff. The
restaurant over there has great cheeseburgers.”
    “Oh, my god, Emma!” Lauren shook her head.
“Do you think about anything other than food?”
    “But I’m hungry,” Emma tried to explain.
    “You’re always hungry,” Lauren told her. “For
how much you eat you should weigh like five hundred pounds.”
    “Part of her already does,” Paul laughed.
    “Ha, ha,” Emma said dryly. “Like I never
heard that one before. That’s about as original as calling someone
with glasses four-eyes.” As soon as Emma said it she lowered her
gaze to the floor.
    “Now that was fuckin’ funny!” Paul
roared.
    Michael smiled as he pushed his glasses back
up on his nose.
    “Sorry,” Emma murmured to Michael,
embarrassed.
    “Actually,” Michael told her, “it was kinda
funny.”
    They all smiled.
    “Well, at least he didn’t keep going,” Lucy
informed everyone. “Just up ahead is Cheticamp. As soon as you go
through Cheticamp, the road leads into Highland Park. If dumb-dumb
here of had kept going we would have went all through the
Highlands, up along the coast by Meat Cove, down through Neil’s
Harbour and back down to Baddeck. We would have ended up exactly
where we started!”
    “So, how far is Margaree from here?” Michael
asked.
    “Ummm, it’s about thirty minutes, I think,”
Lucy answered then looked at Paul. “In the other direction. That
cop was right, you can’t read signs.”
    “I’ll drive for awhile, Mate,” Wade
volunteered.
    “I can read the signs,” Paul argued
defensively.
    “No worries,” Wade reassured him, “you look
stuffed.”
    “I look what?”
    Wade laughed. “Tired, Mate. You look tired.
I’ll drive for a spell and you rest.”
    They switched seats and Wade turned the van
around and headed back the way they came.

    CHAPTER 3 – Beinn Breagh

    “Good morning, Robin,” Professor