Junie’s Secret Supply Game — Before the first bell rang in the dawn school sky, Junie tucked three pencils, two crackers, and one clean eraser into a cloth pack. Read the full story →
Before the first bell rang in the dawn school sky, Junie tucked three pencils, two crackers, and one clean eraser into a cloth pack. She had invented a game called Secret Supply: if a starlet needed something, Junie would leave it where moonlight made a silver wink, then zoom away before anyone saw. The pack thumped softly against her side, bump-bump, like a small friendly drum.
Near the cloud gate, a tiny starlet sniffled over a torn map. Junie slipped down, set the eraser beside a curl of frost, and whispered, “For your next try.” Then she tucked a pencil near a sleepy comet and a cracker beside the cloud sweeper’s broom. Nobody clapped. Nobody called her name. But by sunup, every school rocket wore a pack for quiet giving, and rockets have carried backpacks ever since. If you spot Junie’s pack next time, maybe it is still playing Secret Supply.
