Junie Opens the Whisper Shell — Under the tickle-tickle bubbles, Junie tucked three smooth pebbles into her coral nook and saved one empty spot. Read the full story →
Under the tickle-tickle bubbles, Junie tucked three smooth pebbles into her coral nook and saved one empty spot. She wanted a giggle-pearl, the kind that chimed like a tiny spoon in a teacup. “Psst, I know a place,” said a spotted starfish, winking all five points. So Junie swished past the tall kelp, past a fish with fins like fans, and into the shivery blue where the water smelled salty and green.
The price was small but splashy: a crab asked for her brightest pebble to fix his doorway bell. Junie gave it up, though her pouch felt lonesome. At the quiet tidepool reef, no pearl waited in the sand. Then the starfish whispered, “Nobody checks what they’re already wearing.” Junie lifted the shell in her hair. Plink! A giggle-pearl rolled out, laughing softly. Next time you see the shell by Junie’s ear, can you keep its secret too?
