him, which I didnât want to do. I turned back to the cliff. I knew it wasnât a race, but I really wanted to get there before Rafe.
I set a brutal pace, and by the time I got there, I was panting like a dog. A tree was being fed by a spring about ten yards across. The water was deep. If Ethan had been there, heâd have been swimming. If I could swim, Iâd have been swimming. I got down on my knees.
âDonât drink the water.â
I nearly fell in. Zopa was sitting on the far side in plain sight, but he had been so still when I walked up, I hadnât seen him.
He laughed. âWhere was your mind?â
âAnd where were you this morning?â I snapped back, a little ticked off at being startled.
âHere waiting for you,â Zopa answered calmly. âHow is Ethan?â
âHe wonât be climbing for a few days. Cindy is staying in camp with him. Donât you sleep?â
âNot in the way you do.â
Big surprise. I didnât recall seeing him sleep on Everest, either. But a lot of people donât sleep on Everest. Not enough oxygen.
âWeâre spending the night here. Did you bring your gear?â
Zopa shrugged.
âDid you bring the camel and donkey?â
Zopa nodded.
âHow did you know that this was where we would be?â
This elicited another shrug. In other words, he wasnât going to tell me, or else he didnât know why he had come here.
âWeâre using our portaledges to make a mountain on the cliff face,â I told him. âIt will look like a Christmas tree lit up at night.â
I was pretty sure Buddhists didnât celebrate Christmas and wondered if Zopa even knew what a Christmas tree was.
âCome around here,â he said. âYou are shouting.â
I wasnât shouting, but it probably sounded like it to Zopa, who rarely raised his voice above a whisper that you could somehow hear twenty feet away. I walked around the spring and sat down next to him.
âIs the water really bad?â
âI drank a little a few hours ago, and Iâm waiting to find out. I think it is probably good, but I would give it more time.â
âSo if you start puking, we shouldnât drink the water.â
âCorrect. But you can take your boots off and soak your feet. You will need your feet the next few days.â
My feet were in pretty good shape from walking around New York with the twins, and I had brought my best hiking boots and climbing shoes. I took my boots off, stripped off my socks, and put my feet in the pool. It was shockingly cold.
âSnowmelt from higher up,â Zopa said. He pointed to the pockmarked cliff face. âThe caves are all shallow. They go nowhere. No escape.â
âEscape from what?â
Zopa shrugged.
âHow do you know theyâre shallow?â The caves started two hundred feet up from the base. It was impossible to see into them from the ground.
Zopa pointed. âLook.â
It took me a while, but I finally spotted the silver anchors glinting in the sun. There must have been thirty or fortyâthe cliff face was peppered with them.
âYou set all those anchors?â Which was kind of a stupid question, because who else would have set them? I was amazed that one person could explore the caves and set that many anchors by himself in a single day, or a half a day.
âI assumed that Ethan is a good climber,â Zopa said, ignoring the question. âI was worried after his report about the condition of the rock. I found some good rock. Solid. Good anchors.â
âYou should have waited. It wasnât safe.â
âItâs not safe to climb skyscrapers in New York on your own either.â
My former pastime. I didnât know that Zopa even knew about this. Sun-jo must have told him.
âI donât do that anymore.â
âI am happy to hear this. Who wants to die falling onto a busy street? I set the
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