“We’ll have to stay in the caves tonight, Tessa. They’re having some kind of party over on Crow Island in the treehouse.”
“But… I need a new home! I’ve been kicked out of Heaven!”
“That wasn’t heaven, that Green Yarn. Change the name, change the attitude. They don’t deserve you.”
“I’m *not* staying in these caves again. Cold!” Tessa shivers here exagerratedly in her sleeveless shirt.
“It’s not forever.” Carolin stares down the tracks, wishing she saw a ballerina figure instead of a heartless dummy.
Then she was gone.
Sunklands 