I’ve seen faeries. Not Tinkerbell-type fairies, with spikey ears and little green dresses and fluttering, gauzy wings. The ones I’ve seen are dusty, sparkly, full-of-light faeries. And that’s what they look like, from the corner of my eye – glittery clouds of colored light.
The first ones that I noticed were in my portable classroom at Fernandina Beach High School. It was after school and the custodian who also happened to be my best friend, Becca, was cleaning in my room. I stood at the front of the room, leaning on a book case when a bronzy-golden cloud scurried past my feet into the books on the bottom shelf.
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