|She had gone only a short distance along this new path when she heard a rustling in the leaves overhead. She looked up just in time to see a small, brown shape dropping out of the trees straight toward her.
Before she could catch it, it landed on her head, chittering and chattering as it moved down to throw two small arms around her neck.
Gently, but firmly, Sharon removed the creature from around her neck and held it out in front of her.
“Where did you come from?” she exclaimed. “And what’s a monkey doing in these woods?”
As the monkey continued chattering at her, she noticed a collar around its neck.
|“Oh,” she said, “you must be someone’s pet.”
Placing the monkey on her shoulder, where it grabbed her neck again, Sharon found a piece of rope in her pack. She tied the rope to the monkey’s collar.
“Well,” she said to the monkey, “it looks like I’ve got a traveling companion.”