Meet Eleanor. She loves thunderstorms and vinegar.
"I’ve tried it. It doesn’t." Ah, yes; the young scientist in all of us. Why then, would young Eleanor ever be worried about the atmosphere's ceiling lowering itself—to right above her head—just as the giants run out to party and play?
"I’ve tried it. It doesn’t." Ah, yes; the young scientist in all of us. Why then, would young Eleanor ever be worried about the atmosphere's ceiling lowering itself—to right above her head—just as the giants run out to party and play?