I had been wasting precious minutes trying to perfect the antidote, meaning my aunt could be anywhere in this garden, and I only had my hearing and sense of touch available to me to find her.
I stood up, and began shuffling my feet around the bench area making sure that she hadn’t fallen off. I didn’t hear a thump, but I needed to be sure. Feeling nothing around the bench, I began to concentrate on my hearing, nothing but the wind, and the swaying of the flowers. ‘How does she expect me to do this?’ I thought to myself, feeling dejected, till I began to feel a slight pressure against my leg. It was Samara, who could see.
“Samara, where is my aunt. Please guide me.” I asked.
“Fine. I want extra bacon though.” She said. I then felt a light nudge against my leg, telling me the direction
