Socks | For 4

“No,” said the sock in a crinkly, whispery voice that only Leo could hear. “I am for the foot that kicks. I am a powerful rocket. I need the strong foot.”

“Ah,” she said. “I see the problem. These are twin socks. They miss each other. They want to be next to each other, pointing the same way, so they can fly together.” socks for 4

Leo looked at his feet. The rocket socks were smiling. He could tell, even though socks don’t have mouths. “No,” said the sock in a crinkly, whispery

“Good?” Leo asked.

The left sock wiggled. It did not want to be left. It wanted to be right. pointing the same way