Notes

1 & 2. Black figures buzzing through the air to and fro, working with a meticulousness that was almost disconcerting to witness.
3. Jack snorted, cracking a rueful smile.
4. And before Jack could do more than give Bow a very suspicious look, the brazen human turned tail and darted away.
5. Jack picked a patch of yellowing grass beneath a tree laden with fiery red, yellow and orange leaves and collapsed bodily onto it with a heavy thump.
6. Even after arriving on an immaculate lawn, Jack kept her gaze down and her pace even.
7. She hung an immediate right, walked two rows down along the fence, turned left, headed eight rows in, and turned left again until she came to an all-too familiar plot of land sequestered under a willow tree a short distance from the rest.
8. The uneven scruff along the back of the bust’s neck even had thin filaments of silver streaking through it that gleamed in the sunlight.
9. She trailed off, visibly deflating. “Ah… Ah just want my sister… But then Ah find out she wasn't even real in the first – ow!”
10. “Sure as sugar, but don't go givin’ him too much grief. That big galoot has always been a real softie.”