Itchy, Itchy Iron

Itchy, Itchy Iron

The fairies followed the wish smoke to a house. A big truck was parked out front. Hob gulped. “ Is that a moving truck?” “ I hope not, ” Sprite said.

The fairies flew over to a window. Inside the house, movers were packing boxes. The fairies looked at one another. “ Sally’s family just moved out! ” Feather said.

Bumble bit his lip. “ We need a wishbit for Blinx. We can’t grant Sally’s wish without it. ”

Hob sighed and looked around. “ Let’s go sit on that fence. We can talk about what to do. ”

The fairies flew over to the fence. “ Sally’s things must be in the truck, ” Feather said.