Alice stared at a caterpillar inching across her shoe. “Then tell me something precise.”
At first, he was just a grin. A crescent of luminous, disembodied teeth floating six feet off the ground. Then, as if remembering he had an audience, the eyes appeared—two emerald slits that blinked slowly, one after the other, like distant lighthouses. Cheshire Cat Monologue
Alice sat alone for a long time. The toadstool had stopped squeaking. Alice stared at a caterpillar inching across her shoe
Alice folded her arms. “I wasn’t aware we had an appointment.” one after the other
The grin winked out.