After the party, Winter collapsed onto the bed, she was exhausted. So many kept asking her questions.
Everyone had been so excited about the story of the fairies that they had never heard before.
Uncle Ryder had always told me that story, so I never thought about it, Winter sighed and felt herself sink into the mattress.
"Little Luna, you did amazing," Atticus rubbed her back, "They all enjoyed your story."
"Indeed," Cassius smiled at her, "I've never heard that story before. I found it interesting."
Winter shook her head sitting up, "It's such an old story. I never thought it could be used for entertaining others."
"The fairy kind is fickle, so there's not many stories like the one you told," Cassius reached into the pocket of his shirt and pulled out a credit card handing it to her
