The Button That Called Back — Every day on vacation, Iris rubbed the smooth blue button in her pocket before stepping onto any dock. Read the full story →
Every day on vacation, Iris rubbed the smooth blue button in her pocket before stepping onto any dock. It had come from her raincoat, and its small round click made the harbor feel steady under her shoes. “Tap-tap,” she whispered, while gulls squeaked above the whale watch boat.
Until one day, silver mist slid over the bay and hid the lighthouse. Because of that, the captain slowed the engine to a hush. Because of that, everyone grew quiet enough to hear one deep breath rise from the water. Iris’s knees wobbled, but she tapped her button on the rail: tap-tap.
A whale answered with a splash like tossed glass, lifting a smiling tail beside the boat. “Hello,” Iris breathed. The lighthouse blinked through the mist at last, and the boat turned home. If you spot the little waves around that happy tail, can you hear Iris’s steady tap-tap?