“Huge turd-like thing.”
“Oh that. You just didn’t look properly. That reminds me, I want to take some of those local potatoes home.”
Bettina rolled her eyes at Melissa and Melissa passed her a note, as if they were in class.
“I didn’t see it either,” the note said. “But it comes and goes.”
Bettina asked her about the note that evening, after dinner.
“I can’t do more than a few minutes now,” said Melissa. “But I want to show you something.” She took Bettina on a detour back to their wing.
“It’s a nice door,” Bettina said dubiously.
“Teak, I think. Probably tropical,” answered Melissa. “Let’s just see what’s on the other side.”
She held her breath as Bettina opened the door. She didn’t know if the waterfall and the gully would be there. She didn’t know if the streams would burble in
