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There's a whole building full of air.
Wren could still go home.
The bag goes on a belt and through a flap, and that's the bag, the bag is gone. The shoes go in a tray. And then a hand says that too, please and Pocket goes in a tray, and the tray goes in a MACHINE.
Wren could still go home.
There's a tunnel with no windows. There's a seat too big. There's a belt that goes CLICK.
Wren could still go home. (probably) (technically)
And then a person Wren has never met walks up the aisle and shuts a door. Just shuts it. Turns a handle. Walks away.
And that's the last door. There isn't a next one.
It is the first place in Wren's whole life that Wren cannot leave.
Until a grown-up leans across and says the truest thing that's ever been:
"You're not holding it up. It holds itself up. Your only job is the window."
So Wren's hands let go. And nothing happens. The plane stays up. Without Wren. Wren was never doing it at all.
A warm, funny rhyming read-aloud about the one door that only shuts once.
From The Very First Time Books. Big firsts, small hands.
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