Trying to Pull Off a Miracle (el. knyga) (skaityta knyga) | knygos.lt

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A second before Jingles yelled, “Hang on,” a loud blast exploded followed by a flash of light that turned the sky orange. It was blinding. Jingles had to yell over the ruckus of the grunts, and deep breathing the deer made getting air born.
Air born?
The gaseous bubbles Sir Toots-A-Lot discharged added more little thunderous explosions too. Jingles hollered, “The deer’s toots are like NOS. The stuff race cars use to get the extra oomph.”
Peri plugged her nose. If racecar driving smelled this bad that profession was out. The carriage picked up more gusto. One deer turned around and gave a shy grin to Jingles and Peri, his nose red. Peri gave a fast glance to Jingles. “That’s Rudolph. You aren’t fooling me one bit!”
“Nice try. It’s Sir Toots-A-Lot. Hang on, kiddo.”
Seriously, Peri didn’t have to be told twice to hang on. One hand wound around her tiara, and the other she’d securely looped through Jingles arm.
There was no screaming. No ‘ooh’s or ah’s’, just one little girl with the biggest, brightest smile ever. Once they were above the clouds, Peri’s hold on Jingles relaxed a smidgen. Her grasp on reality was literally up in the air. Still too in awe of the moment, she signed, “Wow!”