Moving Target
“They saw CJ fall and hurried back to kneel beside him.
“Give me your water bottles,” Ned said as he cradled CJ’s head in one arm, “and something to put under his head.”
Quickly both girls passed over their bottles, and Nancy took her sweater from around her waist and rolled it into a pillow to go under CJ’s head.
“What happened?” George asked Ned, as he held a water bottle up to CJ’s lips. CJ did not respond, and the water dribbled to the ground.
“He passed out,” Ned replied. “I don’t know why.... It’s warm, but not that warm.” He poured water on CJ’s forehead. Then he poured more on his own bandanna and began gently swabbing CJ’s face with the wet scarf. Finally his eyelids flickered and opened. “He’s coming around,” Ned said.
At that moment the other three riders turned around and came back from the road, where they were just about to start out.
“What happened to him?” Kendra asked in a worried voice, dismounting and kicking the stand on her bike into position.MoreLess
“Give me your water bottles,” Ned said as he cradled CJ’s head in one arm, “and something to put under his head.”
Quickly both girls passed over their bottles, and Nancy took her sweater from around her waist and rolled it into a pillow to go under CJ’s head.
“What happened?” George asked Ned, as he held a water bottle up to CJ’s lips. CJ did not respond, and the water dribbled to the ground.
“He passed out,” Ned replied. “I don’t know why.... It’s warm, but not that warm.” He poured water on CJ’s forehead. Then he poured more on his own bandanna and began gently swabbing CJ’s face with the wet scarf. Finally his eyelids flickered and opened. “He’s coming around,” Ned said.
At that moment the other three riders turned around and came back from the road, where they were just about to start out.
“What happened to him?” Kendra asked in a worried voice, dismounting and kicking the stand on her bike into position.MoreLess
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