Rose's father hated scenes. So he smiled and said, "Of course they are
much better than my rotten pictures! Aren't you fierce, Rosy Pose?" and
tickled Rose's neck and pretended not to notice when he almost got his hand
Rose was not fierce at all the night she and Indigo lay in the windy garden
looking at the stars. She said, "Perhaps everything will be different this
"Yes. It will be fine."
"At my school no one bullies anyone. If you're mad with someone you just
put their coats on the wrong peg. Or say, 'Ner, ner, ner! Bugs in your hair!' if
you are really, really angry."
"Has anyone ever said that to you?"
"No. If they did, I'd just cross my fingers. Bounces back if you cross
your fingers. So they get the bugs."
"Not everyone knows that."
A shooting star fell like a dropped splinter of crystal, scratching a curve of
silver across the sky.
"Make a wish!" said Indigo.
Rose made a wish, and then asked, "Why?"
"That's what I always do. Wish on the moving ones."
"Does it matter how fast they move?"
"I don't think so."
"Can you wish on airplanes, too?"
Rose wished on airplanes until she almost fell asleep, and then their mother
was at the door calling, "Come in, Rose and Indigo, before you
freeze!" and then it was bedtime, and then it was morning.
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