One minute she was not there and the next she had dashed in among them, her dangling leash sailing through the air after her. Her silky coat rippled in the breeze and she had incredible ears, black and tall, shaped like butterfly wings. Her feathery tail curled up over her back one minute, streamed out behind her the next and, a second later, tucked itself out of sight between her legs.
To Dickon, that tail shouted, "I want to be friends … I'm running away … I'm afraid."
He understood the little dog completely. He, too, had felt confused and desperate.
Cher Journal : Ma soeur orpheline
Cher Journal : Mes frères au front
Cher Journal : Récit de Noël : N° 10 - Comme les doigts de la main
Cher Journal : Si je meurs avant le jour
Dear Canada Collector's Set #1
Dear Canada: All Fall Down
Dear Canada: Brothers Far From Home
Dear Canada: Exiles from the War
Dear Canada: If I Die Before I Wake
Dear Canada: Orphan at My Door
"I'm tired of telling Batman stories," I told my little brother.
"Just this once, can I tell you The Three Little Pigs?"
"No," he snapped.
"There's no bad guys in it."
"I like bad guys."
So much for you, Big Bad Wolf.
Shakespeare wriggled joyously and reared up to lick Tessa's chin. He expected even this girl to love him on sight. Everybody always had. But Tessa was not everybody. She parted her knees and let him slither to the floor.
The Jean Little Collection
