Have you seen Frances?”<br /><br />He tilted his head to the right. “I believe she’s off rooting about in the bushes.”<br /><br />Anne followed his gaze uneasily.<br /><br />“Rooting?”<br /><br />“She told me she was practicing for the next play.”<br /><br />Anne blinked at him, not following.<br /><br />“For when she gets to be a unicorn.”<br /><br />“Oh, of course.” She chuckled. “She is rather tenacious, that one.