“Do they come when tooth fairies are really very bad?”
“Is it when you make your pet dragonfly’s food explode?
Or when you cover your brother with the slime of a toad?”
She gave her a big fairy hug called the tooth fairy wrap.
Then she whispered softly in Heather’s tiny ear,
“What’s going on? You’re not happy? I think I see a tear.”
Heather looked up, clenched her fists, and spoke very slow.
You could tell she was sad, her wings were sinking low.