The explosion had hit at the far edge of the canal so that there was a narrow place on the other side where the ice was still smooth. Steve carefully guided the sled across the canal and through the unbroken part. When there was smooth ice before them, Steve picked up speed a little. As he drove, Sue tried to awaken Biff.
Steve would have found their adventure a lot of fun if things weren’t so serious at the moment. It wasn’t every day that a boy had the chance to drive a giant rocket sled on a distant planet!
At last Steve saw the round top of the space ship just over the horizon. It was at that moment that Sue called out the good news:
“Biff’s awakening, Steve!”
The boy saw their friend slowly rise up, then shake his head to clear it. When he smiled at them in his pleasant way, they were sure that he was going to be all right. By the time they had told him what had happened, he was his old self again. He took the controls and looked at his watch.
“Time’s running out,” he said. “We’ve got to hit top speed again. Hold onto your helmets! Here we go!”
And off they went at lightning speed once more. It seemed to Steve as if they covered the distance between them and the space ship in seconds.
As the sled came to a gentle stop beneath the giant freighter, Biff said, “It looks like we’ll make our Thanksgiving dinner on time after all, doesn’t it, kids?”
“Yeah,” Steve answered, “and this is certainly one Thanksgiving that I’m really thankful!”
“I know what you mean, Steve,” Sue said thoughtfully. “We’re thankful that we’re alive!”