Junie Meets the Star Cherry — Every evening, Junie counted the heart sprinkles on her frosting while the party shelf grew cool and smelled like paper hats. Read the full story →
Every evening, Junie counted the heart sprinkles on her frosting while the party shelf grew cool and smelled like paper hats. She wanted to count the little stars beyond the window, too, but the dark glass made her wrapper crinkle.
Until one night, plip! A cherry rolled down from a silver spoon and stopped on her frosting. “I know the way to look up,” it whispered. Because of that, Junie lifted her eyes past the window. Because of THAT, the stars seemed to wink back, quiet and close.
At last, Junie counted one brave breath, then two, then three stars. If you peek at her cherry stem, can you tell which way the whisper pointed?
