“Hey don’t move, Tara, there’s an eyelash on your cheek!” cried little Mia, “Let me take it for you!”
Tara who was laughing over a joke with Mia, suddenly obeyed.
“Don’t move a muscle!” said Maya and carefully scooped up the stray lash onto her finger.
“Hold out the back of your fist!” she demanded and gingerly placed the lash on it.
“Close your eyes make a wish and blow the eyelash away!”
Tara did so.
“What did you wish for?” asked Mia, eagerly.
“For a holiday from school tomorrow!” said Tara, “Come let’s play hopscotch”.
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