Estelle spotted Emily immediately as she walked into the bus terminal in Luxton. She looked just like her photo, her face, pinched, even more mouse-like than in the picture.
A broad grin spread across the little mouse’s face as she jumped up and down in the small waiting room. She waved a homemade “I’m Emily” sign as if she would have been hard to find, as if she were in an airport terminal.
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