#38 Fiction

We went everywhere in that cart. The kids would go out bush and collect big live scorpions. Not me of course. They’d grab the scorpion behind the head near the claws and chase each other, trying to get the other kids stung. Not me of course, I was in my own sting-free bubble.

She grabs her shoes and places them beside her bed. Juno gets back into bed, but sits up, watching the window. Even though Eloise said she was lying, Juno can’t shake the feeling that if she does the exact right things, the fairies will come anyway.