2020-4-16 · There are twenty-five of them under a hundred, and reciting them sure does help me when I''m nervous. "Go ahead and jump," said Sally. I didn''t move. A plane flew across the clouds . . . 2, 3, 5, 7, 11 . . . I wished I were a stork and could fly away. Or a flamingo. Or a penguin. Except I didn''t think they flew. "Marlee," Sally said.