One Brave Summer

One Brave Summer — page 5
Maybe you should go to camp then Paley muttered Her parents exchanged a worried glance Paley wished she was a snot-dripping cave troll so she could toss them out of the way and get back to finding those fox hairs As far as Paley could tell the only good thing about getting banished to a horse ranch in the middle of nowhere for six weeks was that she wouldn’t have to listen to her parents lecture her about reaching out and finding new interests The Blue Elf wouldn’t let anyone push her around like this but Paley Dixon wasn’t the Blue Elf and her parents were pulling the plug Paley made a point of not speaking for the entire drive from Denver to Quartz Creek Ranch With every mile the dragon’s egg slipped further out of reach The stupid camp they were sending her to didn’t allow technology It was practically child abuse In the front seat her parents tuned in country music In the back Paley alternated between glow ering out the window and studying the big glossy book of game art from Dragonfyre cradled in her lap 5