Fallen Star (part 38)

Rain beat Jodi’s face. She sputtered, rolling to her side and sitting slowly against a tree trunk. She straightened the glasses on her nose. “What… where…” She was off trail, in a stand of trees. Her bike lay on its side several feet away, along with her backpack. She got up stiffly to retrieve the backpack and bring it back to the tree, where there was at least some protection from the driving rain. She dug out the cell phone.

Her father answered immediately. “Where you have you been? Are you all right? Why didn’t you pick up?”

“I… I fell,” she said. “I’m okay, but I think I passed out. Or something.” She told him as best she could where she was, and leaned against the tree’s solid comfort to wait.

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