Wand? A and T looked at each other. Who was this old woman?
She looked around the room. “Now where did I have it last? I know I had it this morning. . . . I had it in my hand when I went out to get Blackie, . . but I did not have it when I came back. I must have left it in the woods where I sprained my ankle.”
She looked at T and suddenly started to laugh. “Oh my,” she said when she was able to stop laughing, “I must certainly reward you. Not only did you bring me my cat, but you found my wand and brought it to me.”