Do you like to slide?" His voice was eager. Stair rails! Did he suspect me? I forced a sigh. "No, Majesty. I'm terrified of heights." "Oh." His polite tone had returned. "I wish I could enjoy it. This fear of heights is an affliction." He nodded, a show of sympathy but not much interest. I was losing him. "Especially," I added, "as I've grown taller.

Luck was with me. I saw no spiders. Luck was against me. I saw no specters.

I trust you to find the good in me, but the bad I must be sure you don't overlook.

Although we didn't invite Lucinda, she arrived anyway-with a gift. "No need," Char and I chimed together. "Remember when you were a squirrel," Mandy said.

Voices and faces aren't manifestations of good or bad.

I never met a word I didn't love

And so, with laughter and love, we lived happily ever after.