Have I ever told you the story of Pier?
Pier was a boy with a mouse nose, dreamy look, and hedgehog hair. He believed he could do anything he set out to be, he was that innocent.
I would like to jump like the jumpstones he said one day, almost without Knowing why, loud enough for others to hear.
His mother, Crossbow, smiled as mothers do; Spring, his father, coughed as parents cough; and the grandfather shook his head up and down.