"One day I'm going to turn back just like you did and I'm going to fly with the wind again," Salvia said firmly. It seemed easy to her, and simply assumed that if Marijuana had done it then one day she would be able to do the same thing. It didn't matter much to her that they were of a different species, he was the closest family she had.
Salvia pumped a kick out and a ladybug boot flew over towards the jungle gym, leaving her with one boot on and one foot covered in her thin red and black polka-dotted stockings. "Oops," she giggled.
"Hermana Angel says you get the highest when you use crack, the pretty crystals," she kept the chatter going, ignoring her lost boot for the moment. "I want to have some of them just to look at. Do you know what else I want?"