AlvernoINK Spring / Fall 2017 - Page 88

The sun's rays began to shine brightly through the trees.

“Nope! You shouldn’t either. Mom and dad wouldn’t want us unhappy with who we are.” Jimmy exclaimed.

“You’re right. Who cares that we’re foxes? I like my bushy tail too much anyways to give up,” Aubrey said excitedly.

Giving her hand a gentle squeeze, Jimmy’s smile grew bigger, “That’s it Aubrey! Now let’s get out of these woods. I think I see a light!”

the light in the woods