What happened to the red slippers Dorothy wore, after she returned to Kansas? Did she take them home? Are they still in Oz? And wherever they are, it's pretty likely that someone still wants them...bad enough to keep dropping houses, campers, small appliances etc on whomever is running around in them. These are the kinds of questions and thoughts that keep me up at night, and inspire me to create teeny tiny scenarios that explore the "what if."
