Socks For 4 Official

“They want the wrong feet,” Leo said.

Leo’s lower lip trembled. This was the fourth morning in a row. Yesterday, his dinosaur socks had refused to let his heel go in because they were “scared of the dark inside the sneaker.” The day before, his stripey socks had tied themselves into a knot under the bed. socks for 4

“Socks,” Leo said, picking them up gently. “You are both rocket ships. Left foot and right foot are launch pads. If you go on the wrong pads, you’ll crash into each other. But if you go on the right pads—left sock on left foot, right sock on right foot—you can fly to the moon together.” “They want the wrong feet,” Leo said