Special Delivery

I went out this morning to walk to the post office, and Emily, outside with her gardening grandmother, called me across the street and handed me a flower, and when she found out that I was going to the post office, she said Wait! and she picked a flower for Jackie, the postmistress, and asked me to deliver it and tell Jackie it was from Emily, and I did, and Jackie sent a lollipop back for Emily—mango!—and I delivered it to Emily, then talked to her dad who was working on a project for my next-door neighbor, then Emily called me back over so I could watch her write

thank you indigo

in pink chalk on the slate sidewalk, the lollipop lodged solidly between her teeth.

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