He said he thinks his mouth now looks like a cave for bees.
He wrote the tooth fairy a note asking her to bring candy instead of money. Then he saw me sneaking gummie worms at the store. He looked at me quizzically as I told him I was buying them for her. I remembered catching my dad putting money under my pillow and the sorrow of it. Innocence lost with a tooth.
My heart sank.
But sweet Finn looked up at me eagerly and said, “How will she carry them? Will they be too heavy for her? Oh! Is It like Tinkerbell with the shadow? Is she really strong?!”
This boy. He makes me believe.