Lisa had been feeling a certain way since the feast. Tongue tied, butterflies in her tummy… And she didn’t like it.

Her emotions were all a jumble like honey jumbles and she found that finding some time to herself was the best thing she could do. She didn’t know how or why she ended up in the bird garden but she was here now with a beautifully decorated picture book about magical and non-magical birds.

Looking at the illustrations and learning facts made her feel very, very calm. Her stomach was less floppy flippy. She took a deep breath and glanced up, trying to spot the birds that she saw in the book.

Hmm… where was that augrey?

Lisa bit her lip and then looked back at her book, studying the illustration closely and tracing the bird with her finger.