From the Gospel of Luke
A woman had ten silver coins, precious to her. She counted them carefully, one by one.
But when she counted — only nine. Her face fell. One coin was gone.
She lit her clay lamp and began sweeping every corner. The coin had to be somewhere.
She looked under the table, behind the door, into every dark corner. She would not give up.
A tiny glint in the lamplight. There — the coin! Her face lit up with joy.
She held the coin close to her heart. Outside, dawn was breaking. The night of searching was over.
She ran to the door and called her neighbours. "Be happy with me! I found the coin I lost!"
“Doesn't she light a lamp, sweep the house and search carefully until she finds it?”
You finished The Lost Coin. Your garden has one more flower in it.