“That wasn’t too bad,” Laurie said to herself, as she reached the Mile One sign. “A mile sounds like a long way to walk, but it’s easier if you break it into pieces.” She remembered that in Hamilton there are eight blocks to a mile, so she made herself think about walking one block at a time.
“Oh, look, another one,” said a voice.
“Hello?” Laurie spun around, but there wasn’t much to see: some fields of odd-looking crops, an empty road, and the sign.
“She’s kind of short, isn’t she?”
That’s when she noticed a tiny lizard clinging to the sign. It had the oddest coloring: where the sign was green, the lizard was reddish; where ...