The Tangle “Beware the Jabberwock, my son!

Miette ran past her and sprang into the air like a bird. Blossom’s mouth dropped open into a gasp, her eyes going big, watching the other girl soar through the air.

When Miette resurfaced, she’d find Blossom cheering, mouth wide and smiling as she danced in place.

That was amazing! She crowed, carefully picking her way to the edge of the rocks to lean down and look Miette in the eye.

How’d you jump that high?? Oh, oh, could you teach me?! My momma says I’m a fast learner! If she had the hands, she’d have been clapping and wolf-whistling.