The Bow’s Quiet Surprise — Under the moonlit gym windows, Tessa lifted her pom-poms and listened. Swish, swish. Read the full story →
Under the moonlit gym windows, Tessa lifted her pom-poms and listened. Swish, swish. The empty bleachers smelled like wood polish, and the paper pennants barely moved in the cool air. She wanted to save one cheer for the first star that appeared, so she waited with her big bow still and her sneakers flat on the floor.
A silver dot blinked on her bow. Then another. Not glitter—tiny fireflies had tucked themselves into the star shapes, waking one by one with soft green light. “Hello, little crowd,” Tessa whispered. She raised her pom-poms, and the fireflies blinked back, swish, swish, as if the gym itself were cheering; can you spot where their surprise glow might hide?
