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Show -111- which lined the path. "Oh!" gasped Sandy in wonder. A tiny yellow bird had landed on her head. Plucking a limp forget-me- not from her tousled hair, it flew off. As they approached a little town, Sandy heard hammering and laughter. A new look of health and contentment rested upon the people as they repaired and painted their homes. Children played tag in the street. About midday, the trio reached a wide meadow and spread a blanket under a small grove of trees. Verus opened the picnic basket and laid out the food which the cook had prepared. "Mmm - fried chicken!" exclaimed Sandy. "-and chocolate cake!" They ate and talked and laughed. When the food was gone, Sandy stretched out on her back and looked up. Only a speck of the blue sky, far above, showed through the narrow opening to the valley. She suddenly felt very sad. Verus was quick to notice Sandy's change of mood. "What's wrong, Sandy?" she asked. "Oh, nothing," replied the girl, as a tear trickled from her eye. Verus studied Sandy's face. "I think you're homesick!" Sandy sat up and buried her face in her arms. "Yes, I am," she said in a muffled voice. "Do you want to go home, Sandy?" asked Majus. Sandy nodded her head tearfully. "I miss my home and my parents. I don't mean to sound ungrateful! I love you both, but -" |