Tully’s Hidden Heart Delivery — Under the buzzing bee-lights of Blossom Lane, Tully rolled fast but carefully, carrying ribbons, roses, and bobbing heart balloons for the flower fair. Read the full story →
Under the buzzing bee-lights of Blossom Lane, Tully rolled fast but carefully, carrying ribbons, roses, and bobbing heart balloons for the flower fair. His tires hummed thump-thump over soft grass tufts, and the sweet smell of daisies blew through his open windows. At every booth, he dropped off something: a pink balloon for the lemonade stand, a rose bow for the seed table, and a tiny heart sticker for a sleepy garden snail.
When Tully turned a sharp corner, something went rustle-rustle beneath the back seat. Out slid a secret cloth pouch stuffed with little cards that said, “For someone who needs a smile.” “Beep-beep! More deliveries!” Tully cheered. No one had signed them, so he tucked the cards beside lonely flowerpots, on empty benches, and under cups of warm cocoa. By sunset, Blossom Lane glowed with quiet grins, and if you peek at Tully’s heart-covered door, can you guess where the last hidden smile went?
