Clover Shares the Sky-Grin — Under a licorice-dark sky, Clover tightened the ropes on her pumpkin balloon and whispered, “One hill, one secret shine.” She had challenged herself to make the quiet haunted house blink before the moon climbed over its roof. Read the full story →
Under a licorice-dark sky, Clover tightened the ropes on her pumpkin balloon and whispered, “One hill, one secret shine.” She had challenged herself to make the quiet haunted house blink before the moon climbed over its roof. The basket creaked, the pumpkin shell smelled sweet and woody, and a small ghost named Bo popped up from the blankets with a soft, “Boo?”
Clover nearly dropped her broom-brush. Bo had been hiding because his laugh was too bright; whenever he giggled, windows glowed and stars jumped closer. Clover grinned so wide her cheeks hurt. She tickled the pumpkin stem with one crispy leaf, Bo burst into silver giggles, and the balloon’s carved smile shone across every hill. Ever since that night, jack-o’-lantern balloons carry their biggest grins high, so joy can spill where everyone can see it. Can you spot the house that first caught Bo’s bright laugh?
