They had been looking for it everywhere. They knew they must
still have it, they wouldn’t, couldn’t have thrown something so valuable away. So
it must just be displaced, put back in the wrong place, tidied away, it couldn’t
be lost.
But the longer they looked the more dispirited they became.
Inside they began to blame the others for its loss. Questions formed,
accusations made, silences deafening, wounds opened.
In desperation, finally, led by exhaustion they collapsed
into each others arms. There, held together they found it. Small, fragile but
most definitely there - hope
