Thrice Upon a Marigold
“They said each other’s names, using the sound to locate each other, the way bats do. When they finally did, they clung together like lost souls, which is exactly how they were feeling.
“The door’s locked,” Sebastian said. “I already tried it. And as you’ve found out, there’s plenty of stuff in here to trip over, so we have to be careful.”
“You’re still wearing your knapsack!” Phoebe exclaimed as she hugged him. “And so am I! We can use the flint and steel and make a fire for some light!”
He sli...d the straps off his shoulders. “If we can find them by feel. And if we can find something that will burn.”
“Are you sounding discouraged?” Phoebe asked. “Don’t! We’re still kicking and we have tools to help ourselves. Think! What is in your knapsack that might burn? What’s in mine?”
“Um, let’s see. Crackers. Diapers. A handkerchief. Clean socks. My Arthurian mace . . .”
“Oh! Oh!” Phoebe exclaimed. “I’ve got the king’s map! The one we transferred from his knapsack!MoreLess
“The door’s locked,” Sebastian said. “I already tried it. And as you’ve found out, there’s plenty of stuff in here to trip over, so we have to be careful.”
“You’re still wearing your knapsack!” Phoebe exclaimed as she hugged him. “And so am I! We can use the flint and steel and make a fire for some light!”
He sli...d the straps off his shoulders. “If we can find them by feel. And if we can find something that will burn.”
“Are you sounding discouraged?” Phoebe asked. “Don’t! We’re still kicking and we have tools to help ourselves. Think! What is in your knapsack that might burn? What’s in mine?”
“Um, let’s see. Crackers. Diapers. A handkerchief. Clean socks. My Arthurian mace . . .”
“Oh! Oh!” Phoebe exclaimed. “I’ve got the king’s map! The one we transferred from his knapsack!MoreLess
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