“Balloons!” Mom cried when I ran into the kitchen. She turned to Dad and laughed. For a moment, I almost mentioned the mermaid, but something stopped me.
“Balloons?” I said. “Why haven’t I ever seen one?”
“Oh, Kassandra’s never ordered any from the Outlands. You know her, always practical. But my, they are pretty, aren’t they?”
I released them, and they hovered for a second before descending to the floor.
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