![]() ![]() With each breath he recounted the things he was grateful for. Logan focused his attention on his breath, as he did first thing every morning. Making it appear to be moving very quickly without actually moving at all. Rose and fell as if they were taking deep breaths. The breeze through his open window brought the room to life. Logan loved the start of a new day, when the air was thick with possibilities (and, in his case, with the smell of chocolate,Ĭaramel, nougat, and spun sugar). Gotten rid of the lollypop-shaped bed last month when he turned twelve-it had become uncomfortable not being able to bend You might think that if your bedroom were inside a candy factory, your bed would be shaped like a lollypop. He rolled over so his nose nearly touched the air vent. The sweet smell of cotton candy wafting into his room Logan didn't have to open his eyes to know that morning had arrived. ![]()
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