Bailey's Safe Place(Barder Short Story)

It was a windy Tuesday afternoon in Witchataw, Kansas and Barder and Bailey were off on another adventure. It was just two hours earlier that Bailey had discovered his long forgotten orange turban. He had discovered it underneath a pile of rubbish in his room and instantly he felt all the excitement that the turban had once brought him.  He grabbed Barder and by the look in Baileys eye, Barder could only fathom the grand adventures they were about to embark on. Bailey lept with as much strength as he could muster up onto Barders back, knowing instantly they would take flight above all the track homes and tumbleweeds that Witchataw had to offer. Bailey breathed a sigh of relief because deep down this was the safest he had ever felt. Safer then at home is his racecar bed with the covers tucked up to his chin. Safer then at school with all of this friends and his favorite teacher Mrs. Cadua. Safer then curled up in his mothers arms reading a book. This time it was different, this was where he was meant to be!