Once Upon a Wardrobe

by Patti Callahan Henry

‘All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well.’” “I don’t always believe that, sir,” I tell him. “So many bad things happen.” “Yes, they do and always will, and yet, all will be well.”

“George,” Dad says, “it looks like you think the lion followed the author around for all of his life.” George nods. “I think the lion follows all of us around. We just have to look for him.”

“Well, how do we see him?” I ask. George looks at me, then at Mum and Dad. He opens his hand and then rests his palm over his heart, leaving it there on his chest as his only answer.