“The balloon felt like nothing, like a handful of fog. She handled it delicately, caressing the orange latex. It seemed even more vulnerable now. Only the thinnest of layers kept her mother’s soul from mixing with the morning air. Juniper… — M.P. Kozlowsky Copy Share Image
“The balloon felt like nothing, like a handful of fog. She handled it delicately, caressing the orange latex. It seemed even more vulnerable now.… — M.P. Kozlowsky Copy Share Image
“But for Juniper, the very best thing about the study was the smell. She reveled in the delightful scent wafting through the stuffy air. It was what first drew her into the room. She followed her nose down the hall, and it wasn’t long before she realized it was the pages of the books that so tickled her fancy and… — M.P. Kozlowsky Copy Share
“Sometimes that which seems ordinary is really most extraordinary of all.” — M.P. Kozlowsky Copy Share Image
“Remember, these are special balloons. They work quite differently from the ones you are used to. No, these balloons do not take air. ”… — M.P. Kozlowsky Copy Share Image
“Even without much experience in friendships, the lonely girl and the castaway boy filled the time as two friends should.” — M.P. Kozlowsky Copy Share Image
