Heron Lake Plateau But I'm ten toes down, I will not fold.

Fig's whole body ached from laughter by the time all was said and done. Still, the boy was very displeased when his grown-up playmate excused herself. He gave her the best show of pouting he could muster, but it did little to sway her. She left, and her adopted son stood whimpering in her wake.

Sad, defeated, and super sleepy, Fig spun and returned to his sister. He snuggled up against her and proceeded to whine into her ear until she batted his face a few times to shut him up. Satisfied, or something like it, he shut his eyes and let his sleepiness take the wheel.