“Oh no,” Jenny said, clutching the brass compass that had guided her through the last four oddities. “Not a SlipperyT.”
A chorus of invisible soap bubbles laughed. Jenny realized the T operated on Reverse Logic: to go up, you had to think down. She closed her eyes, imagined falling into a deep hole, and— thwump —landed six feet higher, flat on her back. Jenny-s Odd Adventure 5 -SlipperyT-
“Nothing is!” Jenny screamed happily, skidding past a family of startled garden flamingos. “Oh no,” Jenny said, clutching the brass compass