The Boy Who Couldn't Stop Giggling

Previously

…Andrew left the library that day with a head full of questions and a heart full of a strange, new kind of excitement. He still giggled on the way home, a little burst of mirth at the sight of a particularly lopsided mailbox. But this time, the giggles felt different. Less like an uncontrollable force, and more like a spark, waiting for the right tinder. He looked at the world with new eyes, not just as a source of amusement, but as a potential audience. And for the first time, Andrew Chie felt a flicker of something other than shame or embarrassment about his uncontrollable giggling. He felt a glimmer of possibility.