CHAPTER THREE Rashida sat back on her heels, motionless for 3everal seconds, staring into her own shocked eyes. Then she to her feet and raced outside Grandma," she yelled. "Look at this." She was halfway round the side of the house when she realised that Grandma was not alone, Leaning against the brick wall was the scrawny figure of Iman's Uncle Muhammed. He straightened up when Rashida appeared and stopped what he was sa Rashida jerked to a halt, waving the mirror at them I've just seen She tried to find the right words. "I've Just seen Rashida," Grandma interrupted her sharply. "Where are your manners Rashida gaped at her in surprise. "Say hello to Ami Muhammed," said Grandma. "He's brought news from your mother "I'm sorry," said Rashida, holding her hand out in greeting. "I just She paused as Grandma's words sank in. News from Mum. It had been ages since they had last heard from her "Have you seen her?" Rashida demanded, turning on Muhammed. "How is she?" "She's fine," Muhammed smiled. "She's coming home next Saturday," said Grandma. Rashida stared at her. "Next Saturday," she gasped.