|As she rounded a bend in the path her eyes again caught the flash of blue speeding toward her from a low limb of the tree facing her. This time she hardly jumped when the new stone clicked with the other three.
“Ah,” she thought while looking at the new shape, “now there are two hearts joined together along a common side.”
Soon Sharon reached a small clearing with six paths leading out of it. She scratched her head.
“This looks familiar,” she said to herself. “I think this is the same clearing where Jumbo left me.”
Sure enough, when she looked closely, she could see the elephant’s footprints as well as hers.
“I guess the path I took curved back to where it started,” she said.
As she spoke, she looked across the clearing and saw a flickering that gradually became more solid until her grandmother appeared.
“That’s right,” said her grandmother’s voice in her head, as the image of her grandmother seemed to speak.
“Grandmother?” Sharon questioned.
“No, just my image,” replied her grandmother.
“Like TV?” asked Sharon.