She hopped out of the bus, bade her bus driver a good day, and clobbered onto the soaked sidewalk. Pihu loved the smell of the green ferns, the emerald soaking into her wet pink sneakers, she could see them in her mind, they were now the little sweet cubes of Starbursts that she ate in hordes before losing her first tooth. She had never cared for sweets until the tooth fairy gave her fifty cents, their metallic scent all over her fingers, soon turned sticky by thousands of M&Ms.
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