Finding Jonathan
Continued from Here with @drorah-walks
Gabby gave a little nod. “Mmhmm, a wolverine. He's awesome, but he has to go for walks every so often. If not he tries eating the plastic pelican.” It was clear the girl of perhaps thirteen or fourteen at most saw nothing at all wrong with what she had just said. Voice cheerful, and quite matter of fact her head was tilted back a bit to look up at D'rorah.
“Practice helps with everything, and okay! Thanks! If you are sure you can. I know adults have a habit of being all busy with stuff. Mmhmm Jonathan. Normally I can keep hold of him even when he starts to run, but he's been getting stronger. I ran into a fire hydrant by accident.” There was a faint bruise on her face that was quickly disappearing as she offered a sheepish smile and scratched at the back of her neck.
“Do you know where any plastic bird statues are? He might be there.”









