Unfrozen Fingers

Both hands had been locked in peace signs forever. Then a sudden twitch ran down my wrist. I wiggled my fingers—actually wiggled them! Standing right next to a leaning miniature skateboard, I leaned down just an inch and tapped the blue wheel with my fingertip. It spun silently, a tiny blur of bright plastic. I can totally move, and this spot is full of gear to test out!