they kept silent, the sicker I felt. Minutes ticked by. The birds would be gone soon, back into the leafy tunnel. “What am I doing wrong?” But even as I asked, I knew. Instinctively, I knew. The missing ingredient. I needed to figure out what it was. You’ll put it all together one day, Anna Kate, when you’re older. I was quite a bit older now and still had no idea. My eyes stung with frustrated
