A Tiny Prism(Buddy Series, Megan)

I nudged the dry eucalyptus leaf closer to the sunny glass door to see where the light would drift next. Beside the frame, a loose brass key tassel lay stretched across the polished wood, catching the sun along its silky threads. I gripped the cool glass marble with both paws and rolled it carefully into the tassel's looped cord until it nestled firmly in place. Sunlight beamed straight through the glass, throwing dancing rings of gold and soft mint-green right across my ruffled dress.