Amy gets lost in the story dimension … and goes on a power trip that causes havoc. It is a very humorous story with some sad undertones.
Extract from Higgedly-Piggedly
I didn’t have a clue how to react to Dad’s news. So I just said: “Whatever,” jumped up from my chair and ran away towards my forest.
The forest wasn’t a real forest: it consisted of just a few hundred pine trees on our farm, but I call it a forest. It is my forest. You could walk right through it in five minutes and it wasn’t exactly the kind of forest in which you would encounter wolves and other kinds of dangerous creatures, but it was mine. It was all that I had left.
A river meandered through my forest. Crystal-cool water trickled over moss-covered stones. Nobody else ever came here. It was my favourite place in the entire world. I loved the bittersweet smell of the pine needles and the sun that filtered in shining shafts through the leaves. Everything was just right in my forest, while at home, my life, as I had known it, had come to an end. Again.
