Scarlett had a plan.
A very good plan.
She was going to build the tallest tower she’d ever built. Pudding would watch. Lenny would guard it.
But the blocks slipped.
The tower leaned.
And then — crash.
Scarlett froze.
Her cheeks felt hot.
Her eyes felt tight.
“That wasn’t supposed to happen,” she whispered.
Pudding tilted his head.
Lenny stayed very still.
Scarlett wanted to stomp.
She wanted to give up.
She wanted the tower back.
Instead, she sat down.
The crash didn’t mean she couldn’t build.
It just meant this tower had finished.
Slowly, she picked up one block.
Then another.
Not because she wasn’t disappointed.
But because disappointment wasn’t the end.
🫶 Dream big dreams.