The spring festival buzzed with activity as I adjusted the last wreath of flowers above the entrance arch. Standing on tiptoes atop the short ladder, I carefully secured the floral arrangement before stepping back to admire my work.
“Perfect,” I whispered to myself, dusting my hands on my jeans.
My body was still sore from last night’s forest adventure with the triplets. But the spring festival started at noon, and it still needed one last check before it was ready, in case Luna Evelyn and Jessie found more things to pick at. I barely got out of bed in time.
“Still working? The festival started half an hour ago!” Sophia’s voice pulled me from my thoughts as she approached, looking stunning in a flowy green dress that complemented her fiery red hair.
I offered her a sheepish smile. “Just making sure everything’s perfect.”
“Perfection achieved,” she declared, gesturing around us. “Now please tell me you plan to actually enjoy this festival you’ve worked so hard on?”
