I had Random.org select a page for me. It decided page 178 is the best.
For the rest of the day (with several breaks like shady naps, water bowl slurps, and mini-burger bites), Air Fur One entertained our guests with his incredible antics.
Nobody wanted to the leave the Wonderland. They wanted to play Frolf with the world’s cutest and furriest caddie. It was amazing to watch the dog do the one thing he loved more than anything in the world: chase after a floating disc, acrobatically snag his target, and trot back triumphantly.
In the afternoon, Jimbo and I taught Air Fur One a new trick: dunking!
“I’m learning that it’s good to think about what scares you. To bring it into the light. Even to hold it in your hands, if you can, and feel how it can’t hurt you anymore. To think of it and say, ‘I am not afraid.”
As an adult, Frances didn’t like to go into dark rooms alone at night. She felt certain that the darkness concealed things normally invisible in the light of day. It wasn’t her parents she feared; the idea they might be watching over her from some other place was one that reassured her. It was more the idea that if her parents could come back, maybe anyone could. And maybe the others weren’t good.