He touched his dry ear. It was empty. Quiet.
“It’s okay, little drop,” Leo whispered to his own ear. “You’re not trapped. I’ll help you.” water in ear after shower
Leo had just finished his shower. He’d fought dragons made of shampoo suds and piloted his rubber duck through a tornado of steam. But as he stepped out, towel wrapped around his waist like a superhero’s cape, something terrible happened. He touched his dry ear
“It’s not a trick!” Leo insisted, hopping on one foot and slapping the side of his head like he was trying to wake up a lazy goldfish. “There’s a tiny sailor in there. I can hear him rowing.” water in ear after shower
He touched his dry ear. It was empty. Quiet.
“It’s okay, little drop,” Leo whispered to his own ear. “You’re not trapped. I’ll help you.”
Leo had just finished his shower. He’d fought dragons made of shampoo suds and piloted his rubber duck through a tornado of steam. But as he stepped out, towel wrapped around his waist like a superhero’s cape, something terrible happened.
“It’s not a trick!” Leo insisted, hopping on one foot and slapping the side of his head like he was trying to wake up a lazy goldfish. “There’s a tiny sailor in there. I can hear him rowing.”