Spinning Sisters
Karyn Planett
Alessandra announced to the world she could fly. Yes. After falling asleep night after night as the tale of Peter Pan eased her into slumber she felt her body lift from her bed and fly to the heavens. Peter and Wendy could fly, too, even Tinkerbelle.
All Alessandra needed now was a magic parasol. One for Giovanna, as well. Then on that warm summer’s day, near Rome’s Spanish Steps, someone magically sprinkled fairy dust on the two sisters and they took flight, as they knew they could, lost in a swirl of fantasy and color.