I began as a tiny spark in the dry grass. All I wanted was a friend. I found one in the wind, who helped me grow, who helped me fly! In the end, though, was the wind really my friend at all?
“Through personification, a first-person perspective and superb illustrations that give life to the text as Wind did to Spark, Wallace and Plant bring the fire to life – something that has no control over its journey or its destiny, focusing on the here and now rather than reflecting on the aftermath and the afterwards as most stories with such a focus do