Angeline interrupted. "Don't bother with that, darling. It's missing some pieces."

"Missing?" Artemis froze. "But I want to do it. I haven't before."

Angeline stroked his head. "As long as you know you can't finish." She departed.

Artemis didn't resume the jigsaw for a while.

~*~

Later Angeline saw it – as finished as possible – off to one side. Artemis was now cutting up cardboard. She smiled. Such imagination...

~*~

Finally Angeline saw he'd abandoned the table. Only the jigsaw remained.

Then she noticed: no holes. There were strangely sunken pieces – perfect fits, matching the picture from the lid.

The jigsaw was complete.