Fenn’s Ribbon Secret — Under the midnight post nook, Fenn tucked two warm heart-cakes into a paper tray. Read the full story →
Under the midnight post nook, Fenn tucked two warm heart-cakes into a paper tray. He wanted a blue ribbon to tie them before the sleepy mail-birds came, so he slipped out from his soft stamp blanket and padded across the cool counter. Snip-snip went his tiny scissors. But behind the ribbon spool, something rustled like dry leaves.
A star-moth blinked at him, dusted with gold. “I need a wrap for my wing,” she whispered. Fenn held the blue ribbon tight; it was his only piece. Then he tore it in two with a soft rip. One half hugged the moth’s wing. The other half tied the heart-cakes in a crooked bow. By morning, three star-specks shone where nobody had watched him help. If you peek at the little stars, can you guess which one thanked Fenn under the midnight post nook?
