The Quiet Red Leaf — Every day, Tobin patted his red leaf before he chewed sticks by the cold, splashy shore. It smelled like rain and maple trees. Read the full story →
Every day, Tobin patted his red leaf before he chewed sticks by the cold, splashy shore. It smelled like rain and maple trees.
Until one day, fog rolled in—whooo, soft and white. A tiny goose called, “Where is home?”
So Tobin set his leaf on the tallest stone. Because of that, the goose saw red. Because of that, more wings followed, hush-hush over the water.
Tobin did not say, “That was mine.” He only smiled. Next time you see the big red leaf, can you keep Tobin’s quiet secret?