But none of them felt convincing. That night, Maria sat in her apartment with the television on mute, replaying the day in her mind. She had worked with anxious elephants before. She had dealt with injuries, infections, old wounds, herd disputes.
But she had never seen an elephant behave this way. Not fixated on a corner of the habitat. Not ignoring the entire herd. Not spending an entire day listening to something Maria couldn’t hear. She tried to push the thought away. It’s nothing. Just a mood.
