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“Did you film the stampede?” he asked.
“I was filming the bison when they started running,
and just followed them all the way to the parking lot,”
Shoop said. “I’m not sure what I caught after that. I was
too worried about you.”
“The camera is still on,” Toni said. “I can see the red
light.”
“I’d better go turn it off,” Shoop said. “It’s just running
down the battery.”
“Go get changed, Buck,” Dad said. “We’ll meet you
back at the bridge.”
Buck glanced to the far side of the parking lot. The
bison had moved deeper into the woods and were almost
out of sight.
“You don’t have to worry about them now,” Isabel said,
“but I’ll come with you. I’d like to see that camper of
yours.”
“I wasn’t worried,” Buck said. “Just checking.”
“I’ll come, too,” Toni said.
Dad and Shoop turned toward the bridge as the others
headed toward the Green Beast.
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