A Breath of Fresh Air
My mouth was frozen wide open, arms stretched taut between two still figures holding my jacket sleeves. Then, a sudden spark ran down my spine! I blinked, drew in a real breath, and gave a lively wiggle. Slipping my right arm inward, I gently tugged my cuff out of the doll's plastic grip. Hey, I can actually move! The morning breeze rushed right past my shoulders, cool and real against the street.