It was midmorning when Hector walked the kids back over the rickety wood and rope bridge. Somehow, the crossing didn’t seem quite so scary this time. Maybe it was Hector’s presence. Or maybe it was the sun shining brightly in the sky.
“Do you know how to get back to where your parents are waiting for you?” Hector asked when they had reached the other side.
“No problem! We’ll just retrace our steps,” Ella replied.
They thanked Hector and said good-bye. Then they hurried up the stone steps and found the path toward the Temple of the Sun.
They passed the Temple of the Sun . . . then the grazing llamas . . . then the cluster of stone buildings. Ethan glanced nervously at his watch. They were supposed to meet their parents at the main entrance in just a few minutes. Would they make it in time?