The floor tiles in the reading corner had a thin line running from the bookshelf to the window. Miss Abby’s voice echoed strangely when she said, “Let’s all sit crisscross applesauce.” The word applesauce hung in the air too long, then split in two, floating toward opposite walls.
But Leo had an idea.
Waiting. Want me to continue this as a longer story or turn it into a picture-book outline? kindergarten cracked