“There’s some light coming through the rocks,” he shouted back.
Leslie sighed. “Can you see if you can climb them. If they start to fall, move out of the way. See if you can squeeze your way out where the light’s shining.”
“I’m scared,” he cried.
“Tucker, Conner, Leslie,” someone called their names.
“It’s Dad,” Tucker said excitedly.
“Find something to bang on so they can hear us,” she told the boys.
Tucker and Conner made noise, and yet the voice seemed farther away.
“The rock made a solid wall, and they can’t hear us,” Leslie said. “We must come up with another way for them to find us.”
“Conner, see if you can get out,” Tucker ordered. “Mom’s hurt, and we need help. They can’t hear us.”
“I can’t. The rocks keep falling,” he called out.
“Stand back, Conner. I don’t want you hurt,” she yelled to him. Sitting up, she tried to remove the beam holding her down. Tucker lent his strength, but it refused to budge.
“What will we do, Mom?” Tucker said, panicking.
Leslie grabbed his arm. “You’re a Wolfe. What do you do when you’re in trouble?” she said, thinking about Owen’s story.
“We howl for our family,” Tucker said. “Conner, we need to howl for our Wolfe family. Ready?”
“Yeah.”
The two boys howled at the top of their lungs, making Leslie wince. Hopefully, Owen came before they ran out of air.
Dillon ran backto the house to see if any of the neighbors might let him borrow some equipment. They needed to get the boys and Leslie out of there. The condemned mine closed because of its instability. Cade and Owen removed rock after rock, still not seeing an end.
“Listen,” Cade ordered as he removed a few rocks and stopped.
The sound of wolves came from the mine. Owen froze.
“What’s that?” he asked, unsure if he heard it correctly.
“It’s the Wolfe family howl,” Cade said, grinning. “I hear both boys.”
The men lifted their heads and answered the boys' howls, hoping they heard them.
“Did you hear something?”Tucker whispered.
“Yeah. Conner, did you hear your brothers?” Leslie called out.
“They heard us,” he squealed.
“I’m tired. If I go to sleep, keep howling,” she instructed.
“We will,” Tucker promised.
By the time Dillon returned,some of the neighbors worried about Leslie and the boys. They brought equipment and lights, helping them dig their way through.
“Everyone, stop,” Dillon commanded. The Wolfe men let out a howl and listened. The two little boys howled back. One sounded closer than the other. Owen removed the rocks, and he heard Conner exclaim, “I can see somebody, Tucker.”
“Conner, it’s Owen. Are you hurt?” he asked.
