"This is not what you have been dropping on the ground," Gretel remembered.
"I dropped most
of our skipping stones last time. Mother led us down a different route today and that stupid bird must’ve stolen all of those stones. The breadcrumbs will be here in the morning and we can
follow them on our return home," Hansel replied.
"In the morning? Hansel! I will not stay here overnight," Gretel stated. Then thinking about Hansel's panic last night, Gretal began, "What about wolves? What about –"
"Okay. No
wolves, bears, cougars, raccoons, muskrats, or squirrels will get us. I get. Lets just promise we will get out of here," Hansel said, interrupting his sister.
They promised each other and then relaxed in the very small glade,
resting their feet and playing guessing games. Suddenly, their noses were filled with an oddly sweet aroma. The children followed the wonderful scent – it grew stronger and more delicious.
Mouths dripping with drool, Hansel and Gretel finally reached it.
