A plastic banner hanging above a stairway leading to a basement door read, “Appleday, Where Kids Can Play.” Each letter was colored differently, as if children with perfect handwriting had constructed the sign.He knocked, crossing his fingers that his GPS had led him to the correct place. Amazing...
Dimitri stood in front of the wall of windows overlooking the lake. He jumped in a perfect stag leap—front leg bent, back leg extended behind him. For a moment, he looked as though he were floating in air. He landed, perfectly, on the pads of his sock-covered toes. He hadn’t brought ballet slippe...