chapter 43

In Which Things Do Not Work Out as Planned

Jackson felt the wind rushing through his striped fur as he leapt. His long claws reached out as he grasped the rope, swinging through the air. He couldn’t help the roar that burst from his chest.

“RooooooAAAAAAAAARRR!”

He felt the wind, he felt the freedom, he felt the delight …

He felt the tree hit him in the chest.