A closed box waited on the rug. Mia knelt beside it and wondered what could be inside.
The lid gave a tiny creak. Mia tipped forward and peered into the deep, dark box.
Mia slid one hand into the shadow. Her fingers stopped against something hard.
Tap! Tap! The hard thing bumped the box. Mia pulled her hand back and watched it carefully.
With one careful finger, Mia reached in again. She lifted a little green wind-up frog.
Boing! The toy frog sprang free. Mia jumped backward, then laughed as it landed on the rug.
Mia turned the tiny key and set the frog down. It hopped across the room while the empty box waited.