Tom and Jimmy stood staring at the metal bridge.

"What do you think?" Jimmy asked.

"I think that someone did this on purpose," Tom said.

The metal bridge ahead of them was the color of rust beneath the poking vines covering it. Patches of road had fallen through, but the center metal frame arching over the structure was still intact.

Jimmy turned. "Smart kids, come here."

Ellie and Weylin appeared.

"Will the carts make it?" Jimmy ...