When it just wouldn’t take off by James
Running, flapping, tripping. Pain. A blur. Blackness.
I woke, my breathing heavy echoing in the cool, black room .
“Oh so now you decide to wake up?” asked a familiar blunt voice a click illuminated the room blue hangings were draped around me, staring back at me were brilliant emerald eyes on a lean face. “Luca! ” I said my older brother smiled “So are you going to tell me what happened?”
“OK,” I replied “I tried to make a contraption fly!”
“And when it just wouldn’t take off?”
“I tried to fly off a cathedrals.” Luca smiled his contagious smile.
Drawn by Tim Culkin
Not every day is good but there is good in every day!