“Arabella dangled her legs out of the bedroom window and closed her eyes. She felt a butterfly brush against her knee, rubbed her skin against the mortar and bricks, drank in the warmth of the morning sunshine on her face,… — Pauline Fisk Copy Share Image
“Bonnie saw ropes hanging loose, poles falling away, tree-tops sinking beneath her. As they rose, the sun rose with them. Its warmth turned the dark skin of the fiery balloon midnight blue. They flew straight up. Above them, the sweet,… — Pauline Fisk Copy Share Image
“This could be a dream,' Phase II said, 'Not one that wakes you up in a panic, but one that makes you never want… — Pauline Fisk Copy Share Image
“Arabella dangled her legs out of the bedroom window and closed her eyes. She felt a butterfly brush against her knee, rubbed her skin… — Pauline Fisk Copy Share Image
“Bonnie saw ropes hanging loose, poles falling away, tree-tops sinking beneath her. As they rose, the sun rose with them. Its warmth turned the… — Pauline Fisk Copy Share Image
