The first balloon floated over my backyard fence on a windy afternoon.
It wasn’t tied to a child.
It wasn’t escaping from a birthday party.
It simply drifted through the air until it settled gently among my rose bushes outside Spokane, Washington.
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The first balloon floated over my backyard fence on a windy afternoon.
It wasn’t tied to a child.
It wasn’t escaping from a birthday party.
It simply drifted through the air until it settled gently among my rose bushes outside Spokane, Washington.