sheep, lunging with its front paws to bring the sheep down, and then tearing into the sheep with its teeth. It didnât take long for that sheep to die. I say, âYour uncle shot the bear, and then he yelled at your dad for sitting there with his camera instead of doing something to save his sheep.â
Tej says, âThatâs right. You think you could have run faster than that bear?â
I think about how fast that yearling bear closed the distance between it and us, how it drove with its front legs, how its shoulders rolled with each long stride.
I say, âThe bear got the slowest sheep. I donât have to outrun the bear. Itâs like Darwin said about survival of the fastest. I just have to be faster than you.â
âHa ha. Darwinâs theory is survival of the fittest, by the way, and mental fitness counts. Human beings didnât get to thetop of the food chain by being big and dumb.â
I wish that sounded more like a joke. âBy big and dumb, youâre talking about the bear, right?â
He either ignores me or doesnât hear me. Probably heâs ignoring me. Tej pauses on the trail. âLook,â he says, âyou can see where a bear has been eating.â
The meadow grass has been cropped into jagged swaths. âBears eat grass?â
Tej nods. âIn the spring they do, when the grass is high in protein.â
I pull a stalk of grass and chew it. It tastes like, well, grass. âJust grass?â
âPretty much, until the berries ripen.â Tej starts walking. âTheyâll hunt if itâs easy, like a young or wounded elk.â
âOr a nice fat sheep in a pasture.â
âThat was unusual, apparently.â
âMaybe the bear took the elk calf we saw yesterday.â
âIf it didnât, it probably ate it anyway. Anything dead is food for a bear.â
I look over my shoulder for the hundredthtime, just in case that yearling brings its mama to kick some human butt. Nice fresh human butt. I step up closer to Tej. âI sure nailed it with that rock.â
Tej laughs. âIâve heard of bears running away with bullets in their skull. I donât think your rock did much damage.â
I say, âWell, I guess I scared it away, which is more than you did.â
âThe bear was just bluffing. It wouldnât have attacked us.â
âOh, and you werenât scared at all.â
He turns to look at me. âYouâre scared of bears because you donât understand them. Like you donât understand most things.â
I know where this is going. âIf this is about me leaving Tremblay with you, I understand enough.â
He shakes his head. âYou donât. You only understand what you know, and all you know is Tremblay. Itâs a big, wide world out there, Liam.â He sneers. âThe only thing big and wide in Tremblay is Jordan Campbellâs ass.â He laughs.
I feel my face go red. âIs that supposed to be a joke, Tej?â
He shakes his head. âOf course itâs a joke. You have no sense of humor.â He sniggers. âMaybe Jordan has sucked it out of you.â
âMaybe you should shut up about Jordan.â
âSheâs holding you back, my friend.â
I move in close to his face. âIâd rather be in Tremblay with Jordan than go live in some crap-hole college apartment with a bunch of guys who smoke and talk about girls because they never get a girl and never will because theyâre so frigginâ conceited.â
Tej looks a bit like the bear right now. His eyes have the same maniac gleam. He says, âThereâs nothing wrong with being an intellectual.â
âThere is if youâre also an asshole.â
He flips me the bird. âFine. Rot in Tremblay. Work in the mill for as long as it stays open. Or pump gas. Any idiot can pump gas. Marry Jordan and have six kids.Sheâll already have a couple of her own