The night was filled with strange sounds and sirens. She began to wonder if there was such a thing as a magic ferret or if her pink bicycle was real. The light of dawn was in the sky and still there was no sign of him. She knew her mother would be worried and perhaps it was time to give up and go home. Just as she climbed back on the bike, Frankie Ferret sprang from a rabbit hole. He was covered in black mud. “Isabella; your father is alive. There is a huge stone blocking the path but if we have enough men we can pull it away. You must ride back to the mine and get everyone to come and bring the longest and strongest ropes. I’m going to stay here and go back to your father. We have things to do,” he said. Isabella did not hesitate. She raced back to the mine where her mother was at the entrance with a crowd of other women and miners. “Where have you been child? Isn’t it bad enough that your father is lost?
