Bixby’s Sky-Bounce Dare — Under the loud blue morning, Bixby rolled onto home plate and set his little challenge: wave before the third sky-bounce. Thump went the bat beside him. Read the full story →
Under the loud blue morning, Bixby rolled onto home plate and set his little challenge: wave before the third sky-bounce. Thump went the bat beside him. Pop went one practice ball in the air. Bixby’s cap wiggled, and his cheeks felt warm as the white chalk tickled underneath.
One bounce, two bounce—then the clouds puffed closer. They were not clouds at all, but soft sky mitts tossing tiny baseballs between them. “My turn!” Bixby called, and lifted his hand on the third bounce. The sky mitts cheered with whoosh-whoosh wind, the stars blinked like scoreboard lights, and Bixby stayed right there, brave and beaming, on the tickly white chalk. Can you spot the sky mitts waiting for the next bounce?
