On Friday, she returned to the bookstore to find a new note waiting in the same book. “I found your crane. It’s sitting on my desk now. Thank you, Mia.”
One afternoon, while tucked away in the poetry aisle, Mia found a pressed wildflower inside a tattered copy of Emily Dickinson . Taped next to it was a small, handwritten note: “To whoever finds this—I hope you’re having a day worth writing about.” cute teen mia
It wasn't just a day worth writing about anymore; it was the start of a whole new chapter. On Friday, she returned to the bookstore to