On the last night before school, Leo and Mia stood on the bakery roof one last time. Below, the town felt loud and clumsy. Up there, in their own narrow world, everything was exactly the right size.
"I'm Mia," she said, crouching beside him. "You’re one of the small ones, too. We have to stick together, or the wind will carry us off." The Miniature Adventure tiny summer teen
Leo’s summer wasn’t measured in miles or massive parties. It was measured in inches and quiet observations: On the last night before school, Leo and