The Little Book of Big Dreams

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…Lily, still on her porch, waved back, her own smile wide and bright. The little book lay beside her, its plain cover now seeming like a gateway to endless possibilities. She realized then that her dreams weren’t just for her. They could be shared. They could be gifts. And even the quietest, gentlest dream could bring the biggest happiness. She looked at the beautiful garden, at the smiling Mr. Grumbles, and knew that this was just the beginning. The little book held big dreams, yes, but those big dreams could make the world a little bit brighter, one blooming flower at a time.