River Eyes

Something moved further along the bank. One of the deer lifted its head and listened. The second one, alerted now, raised its head. What could they hear? Something that Jamie couldn't. There was something - or somebody - there.' Jamie and Claire are thrilled to be on a canoeing trip with their Grandpa. Sleeping under canvas, catching fish and picking mushrooms for their tea. Watching the deer amongst the trees. But there's someone else in the woods. Someone determined to steal what isn't his to take. This isn't the kind of excitement Grandpa had in mind