Vino Waits for One Smile — Every night, Vino opened his rocky mouth and tried to hold one quiet smile until the crescent moon passed his top crater. Read the full story →
Every night, Vino opened his rocky mouth and tried to hold one quiet smile until the crescent moon passed his top crater. His teeth clicked clack-clack in the cold star wind, but he kept counting swirls on his cheeks.
Until one night, a witch zipped by on a broom that smelled like pine smoke and pepper. “Ah-choo!” she squeaked, and bat shadows fluttered everywhere. Because of that, Vino’s smile slipped into a huge growl. Because of that, the moon peeked closer instead of hurrying away.
Finally, Vino waited with his mouth still, even while the bats flapped and the comets hissed. The moon grinned first. Can you find the patient smile Vino was waiting for?
