Summer in Orcus

by T. Kingfisher

She could go anywhere—fly like a bird, see with her ears like a bat, swim in the water like a fish. She could talk to the oozy newts along the foundation of the house and the alley cats that strolled

I think this might would be my wish too!

along the top of the fence. It would be incredible.

If somebody found out you could turn into animals, what would happen? It would be awesome if they asked you to talk to real animals and find out what was wrong with them—maybe

maybe tell endangered species what to do to not be so endangered any more, maybe warn them about cars and people with guns—but Summer had a gloomy notion that it wouldn’t be like that.

As the saint’s book had said, Don’t worry about things

you cannot fix.