|"Those men ripped my glass off," whispered Wiggle. Her voice
Henry looked at her windshield and smiled.
"Wiggle, they did not rip your glass off, they REPLACED it.
Look! You don't have any more cracks in your window, AND you have
tinted glass now! You're beautiful!" Henry said.
"...And my SCHOOL BUS sign has been removed," she said.
"Wait 'til tomorrow," said Henry. "You will get repainted
over the sanded spots and you will get all new letters!"
"All new letters?" Wiggle could not believe her ears. As she
started to calm down, she realized she DID have new glass, and she WAS
"I'm getting prettier every day!" she exclaimed.
Henry smiled a knowing smile. He was thinking back to the day
he was found alone and hungry in the woods. His skin was sore and
his fur was gone. He never thought he would be loved again.
Henry understood Wiggle better than anyone, and he had the most patience
"She sure does cry a lot though," Henry thought, as he offered her
the piece of cake.
He was wondering if the Mother Upright felt this way when she rescued
Henry was caring about someone else, and it felt like a very good
He had to give up a lot to give Wiggle the things she needed, but
somehow he knew it was the right thing to do.
Little did he know how much Wiggle was about to give him back.