Briana took her snake carefully from the cool cave, cooing while he hissed softly. He was by far the favorite of her jump ropes. Not too long, beautiful stripes, smart and devoted completely to her.
With him (she held to the superstition that one must never say the name of your rompet aloud for fear the special bond will break), with him she could jump for hours, singing shanties until she began to float a foot above the earth.
The two would then recline mid-air and stare at the sky, naming the planets they would visit when she was older.