A Spark and a Tap
A warm, tingling flutter began right under my golden bow and traveled all the way down to my feet. I gave my right arm a tiny wiggle, and it actually moved! Delighted, I stretched out my hand and tapped my round wooden bead gently against the rim of the bright green caddy. A soft, clear sound echoed back. I smoothed down my little plaid skirt and stood tall against the smooth plastic cup. Every little thing around me feels so bright, and I am finally here to share it.