Boing Boing! Boing! Now he felt as light as a feather. “Look!” he called to Annie. “I’m a moon rabbit, too.” Where Jack’s boots hit the ground, moon dust gracefully sprayed into space. The book had landed at the edge of a shallow crater. When Jack reached it, he tried to stop. But his feet slipped. He fell right over and lay on his side. He tried to stand. But he was off-balance. He tried again. But the dust was just too deep. And his spacesuit was too clumsy. “You okay?” asked Annie. “I can’t get up,” said Jack. “You goofed off first,” said Jack. “Now, help me up, please.” Annie started him. “Don’t fall, too,” warned Jack