Suddenly the blue butterfly veered across the street and hovered over Elle’s hands. It looked like Eunie Mae, though the new creature’s huge eyes were cerulean blue.
“Oh my, Eunie Mae, whatever have you gone and done now?” it asked.
“I’m not entirely sure.” Eunie Mae shook her red curls. “This child captured me when I entered her reflection through the portal of Wolske Bay. She could be one of the guides assigned by Mother Blue. She told me this is her tenth birthday.”
The second Fiorin glanced first at Elle, then at Eunie Mae, and again back at Elle.
“It must be so.” She looked over her shoulder to check on Mary. Suddenly she flitted back across the street to rejoin the little girl.
“What in the world are you talking about?” Elle said.
“We need to hurry. Timing is so important now. Please, I beg you.”
Elle started running. Her backpack thumped against her back as she raced toward the hospital.
“This is never going to work,” Eunie Mae said, bouncing up and down in Elle’s cupped hands. “You have to stop running and listen to me.”
Elle stopped short. “I’m not going to let you go until I have a chance to ask more questions and find out how this dream ends.”
“All right, all right!” responded Eunie Mae. “If you are a guide, you will have some special abilities which we can test right now. I want you to close your eyes and wish us to the hospital. Do it right this second!”
Elle knew she couldn’t simply wish herself to the hospital. She could probably do anything she wanted to in a dream, though. She closed her eyes and wished as hard as she could.
The sudden shifting sensation was so strong it made her gasp. Her eyes flew open, and she nearly fell from the high branch of the maple tree. She looked down from her precarious perch at the spot where she stood only seconds before. Her strong legs wrapped tightly around the branch and she pushed her back against the trunk of the tree. She was terrified she might fall.
Eunie Mae groaned. “Perfect. You looked at the tree before you wished, didn’t you?”
“I think so,” whispered Elle. “How do we get down?”
“Don’t look at anything. Don’t think of anything else. Concentrate on the hospital and wish us there.”
Elle squeezed her eyes tightly closed for the second time, took a deep breath, and pictured the hospital in her mind. I wish we were at the hospital, she thought.
She felt the same shifting sensation she did before. When she opened her eyes, she found herself standing next to the emergency entrance to the hospital. Eunie Mae was still standing in her open palms.
An ambulance pulled into the emergency dock. Two men in blue uniforms jumped out and opened the back doors. They locked the wheels of the gurney and lowered it to the asphalt driveway. Elle gasped as she recognized the woman being wheeled to the entrance.
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