The Footprints That Only Went Up the Hill
After the first big snow, Tess and Marcus ran to Cutler Hill. The snow lay smooth and white. But a long line of boot prints marched from the bottom of the hill to the very top.
"Somebody climbed up," said Marcus. "But there are no prints coming down."
Tess frowned. "Did they fly away?" She was joking, but Marcus took the puzzle seriously. He walked along the hill and looked closely at the snow next to the prints. Right beside them was a wide, smooth stripe with two thin lines on the sides.
"Those are runner marks," he said. "From a sled!"
Tess laughed. "Whoever climbed up must have slid back down, because a sled leaves a track instead of footprints."
They followed the stripe to the bottom. It ended near a red sled, tipped on its side by the fence. A tag tied to the rope said, "Please share. From the Ortiz family."
Tess and Marcus took the sled to the top. Then they whooshed down, leaving a brand new stripe in the snow.