Synopsis

He had never witnessed anything quite like it. A vibrant, sculpted figure hung suspended, promising a riot of color and a cascade of treats. After learning the rules, George lost himself in the joyous chaos of the game, swinging with abandon until the backyard lay in ruins, save for the piñata itself. Aunt Margret, observing the destruction, directed him to play with Charlie, instructing him to blindfold himself and rely on his other senses. As he navigated the yard guided only by touch