Why Paper Planes Loop — Under the dusty rafters, Willa pressed her sharp nose toward the round attic vent. Read the full story →
Under the dusty rafters, Willa pressed her sharp nose toward the round attic vent. She wanted to fly through it before the moon slid away, but the air below went hush-hush, like someone breathing in a cupboard. “Just one little swoop,” she whispered, and her paper corners trembled.
A tiny tickle came from inside her middle fold. Nobody ever looked there, not even Willa. She opened it a crack and found a star speck tucked deep in the crease, warm as toast and bright as a secret. When she dared to carry it forward, the speck tugged her not straight, but around—loop, dip, loop—past two sleepy stars and out through the vent. Ever since, paper planes make curvy trails when they are brave for the first time; can you find the secret path Willa left behind?
