2 Steps and a Leap
Two Steps and a Leap is Planeta Tangerina's collection for more grown-up readers.
There is no right age to be a reader of this collection: Two Steps and a Leap describes a flight to new adventures — a flight that, on our journey as readers, all of us will want to take.
I've been writing to you for weeks. I'm not really sure why. I'm not really sure what for. Who are you, Julio the Pirate? I keep thinking about our story. From the very beginning. From our first encounter. From the very first question: "Are you a boy or a girl?”
Edgar runs at full speed and leaves everything behind: his family, his school, his friends. Today is the saddest day of his life because his grandfather disappeared, but it is also the happiest one because Joana kissed him for the first time.
Malik. I think of him as a totem that kept the tribe together, trying to adjust to the flat and dreaming of his old greenery surrounded teepee.
In the few photos we took after his departure, we look like a handful of coins thrown into the air, fallen haphazardly, all scattered about. This, for instance, with Blanche looking at me, Black Elk looking up at the sky, Fossil looking down at his trainers and Miss Kitty in her sunglasses, looking inside, at the places only she could go.
We practiced kata together, we were perfectly synchronized.
I stood behind Raul (hair laden with fruit, shoulders of stone), but when we turned, I was in front, with my back to him. We breathed as one and our feet crawled across the floor like crocodiles. We were the perfect movement, the perfect form, the perfect substance (and now he came closer and I began to feel his breath on my neck... -> no vampires in this story).
My big dream is to be a black belt (and to kiss Raul).