CHAPTER EIGHT

THE MAGIC VEIL

Posey couldn’t sit still. The invitation had come in the morning mail.

It was for Miss Lee’s “First Day of First Grade Parade.”

Posey’s tutu was clean and almost like new. Her mom had mended the hole and the tear.

Now Gramps was coming over to give Posey a present. She bounced up and down on the couch. She ran to the window to look out.

“He’s here!” she shouted when Gramps’s truck pulled into the driveway. She ran outside and hugged Gramps as hard as she could.

“Hang on now.” Gramps laughed. “What’s all the excitement?”

Posey’s mom came out onto the front porch holding Danny. “Let Gramps get inside,” she called.

In the living room, Gramps handed Posey a shiny box with a silver bow.

“Go on, open it,” he said.

Inside was a beautiful pink veil covered with stars. Posey held it up.

The stars sparkled like magic. They were blue and green and red.

“Put it on,” said Gramps. “Let’s see how it looks.”

The veil fell around Posey’s shoulders like a cloud.

A sparkly pink cloud.

Posey started to twirl. She twirled and twirled as if she would never stop.

“Posey, slow down,” said her mom. But Posey couldn’t slow down. She was Princess Posey, the Pink Princess. Princess Posey was floating.

Around and around and around like a dream.

When Posey bumped into the couch, Gramps put his arms around her.

“You know what makes that veil so magic?” he said.

“What?”

“You and that brave heart of yours. It’s all you will ever need.”

Posey knew Gramps was right.