Haileys Treasure - Adventure Work

Leo picked up a painted stone. It was blue with a tiny gold star. “So… no pirate gold?”

And maybe they’d believe it too.

The creek was low from summer heat, but cattails lined its banks like soldiers. Hailey noticed that about fifty yards upstream, a cluster of them leaned noticeably east, as if bent by a persistent wind. She led the way, boots squelching in mud, until they reached an old stone culvert half-hidden by blackberry brambles. The key fit a padlock on a rusted grate. haileys treasure adventure