Lulo Shares the Little Glow — Under a swooshy blanket, Lulo patted his pillow. Pat, pat. Read the full story →
Under a swooshy blanket, Lulo patted his pillow. Pat, pat. His tiny glow was still there, warm as toast and soft as a hum.
The room went hush. Stars blinked. The moon smiled through the window. Lulo lifted the pillow just a peek. “Oh!” he whispered.
The tiny glow was not a crumb or a bead. It was a moonbeam curl, resting there like a sleepy ribbon.
Lulo tucked it on top of the blanket so everyone could see. Can you find the little sky friends who came to share Lulo’s warm, soft glow?
