With several empty canteens rattling on the floor, Jack drove the Land Rover
carefully through the rough terrain, following the tire tracks back to camp.
Sitting beside him, Emily had her head tilted back, eyes closed, mouth slightly
open. She was utterly exhausted. It was just a little after three in the
afternoon and there was plenty of daylight left, but the punishing heat had got
to them.
Pulling up to the large canvas tent, they both got out and flopped onto
their respective cots, too tired to even get a drink of water. After catching
his breath, Jack, with a groan, hauled himself upright and filled two of the
canteens from the large drum of water in the corner. He handed one to Emily
then sat down wearily on his cot and took a long drink. Emily, still flat on
her back, just took small sips from the canteen to keep from having to lift her
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