Excerpt: Green Tea
Mr. Balloon never forgot the little girl, the stories she told him, or the Pink Elephant Balloon.
It was long after the little girl discovered that the Great Tree had disappeared, leaving only holes in the ground where his roots had been, that he decided that he had finally discovered his name.
It reminded him of the fun he had had when he was younger, when his bark wasn’t so wrinkled, and he could still shape the “oo” for Balloon with his great wooden mouth.
