The Little Book of Big Dreams

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…A soft glow emanated from the book, filling her room with a gentle light. Lily felt a thrill of anticipation, mixed with a little bit of nervousness. She had never tried to use the book for anyone else before. She carefully placed the book back on her nightstand, its pages still glowing softly. She didn't know exactly what would happen, but she had a feeling that tomorrow, Mr. Grumbles's garden might not be quite so sad. And perhaps, just perhaps, the grumbling might fade, replaced by the quiet hum of a little bit of magic. She drifted off to sleep, the scent of imaginary poppies and lavender filling her dreams.