Chapter Twenty-Five
Still sitting next to the tree, Una wondered if Zurburt would arrive before darkness set in. I’m hungry, she thought as she pulled out Flynn’s note. It was indecipherable; she tucked it back into her pocket. Pulling out the pebble, she noticed it was vibrating. Her stomach grumbled again, she stood up and plucked a pear from the tree. The fruit was a mellow yellow. Her mouth watered at the sight of it. Making herself comfortable on the ground again, the ripe sweetness of the pear melted in her mouth as she took a bite. The taste was almost intoxicating. After swallowing a few bites, the humming sensation coming from the pebble intensified. Annoyed, she dropped it on the ground. She finished eating the pear before looking at the pebble again, and when she finally turned
