Kyra draws a picture
of Grace.
It looks pretty good.
Megan scans it
and prints out copies
on her parents’ computer.
Kyra and Megan
and Albert and I
pass the pictures out
in shops,
at the supermarket,
in the park.
And, of course,
in The Dancing Pancake.
Where can Grace be?
Is she hurt?
Is she scared?
Is she lost?
Now it’s starting
to rain.
Oh, Grace!
