Luma the Sleepy Star

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world settled into yawns and blankets, Luma tried her very best to shine. She blinked once. . . twice. . . and then her light wobbled in the wind.

kindly. “The night needs your glow.” “I’m trying,” Luma murmured, her voice as small as a snowflake.

stars twinkled in encouragement. “You can do it, Luma,” they chimed. “Just a little sparkle.” So Luma took a deep breath — the kind that fills your whole chest with warm, sleepy air — and she shone.

It wasn’t very bright, but it was soft and gentle, like the glow of a nightlight in a child’s room. Down below, a little girl named Mira looked out her window.

The sample pages on this site continue the opening — and the full book is available in print.