The Lantern That Took a Detour
The last delivery

Every lantern in the town was ready—except the one Paul had promised to deliver before the festival began.
Nanna Cardinal Straight to the square, Paul. This one is the heart of the festival.
Paul One lantern. One short trip. What could possibly happen?

On the rooftops, a very large friend offered a very confident escort.
Leon I shall guard it with my life.
Paul Could you start by guarding it with your paws?

Mother Goose knew the short way. She also knew the weather.
Mother Goose Cross the red bridge. And mind the clouds.
Paul The clouds aren't on the map.
Mother Goose They rarely make an appointment.




