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Thank goodness Mum was a vet, Jasmine thought. She always knew what to do.
“You don’t need to examine her,” wailed Ella. “She’s dead. I killed her.”
Nadia sighed impatiently and stood up. “Michael, can you deal with her?” she said.
Dad crouched beside Ella and laid his hands on her shoulders.“Ella, you’re in shock. I’m going
to take you home. Mum will look after the deer. We’re going to have to walk, because Mum might need the equipment in the car. Can you manage to walk?”
Still sobbing, Ella allowed Dad to help her to her feet.
“Right,” said Mum. “Grab the torch from the glove compartment, please, Jasmine.”
Dad put his arm around Ella and started
to guide her down the track.When Jasmine returned with the torch, Nadia was holding her coat over the deer’s head.
“Is she alive?” asked Jasmine. 9