“Have you, uh …” Holly pushed her hands back through her hair. “Have you seen a unicorn in the woods?”
“I imagine that’s next,” Jared muttered.
“Right,” said Holly. “Well. If the unicorn is pink, about two feet tall, with a sparkly mane, we’ll know my imaginary friend is real too.”
“I imagine that’s next,” Jared muttered.
“Right,” said Holly. “Well. If the unicorn is pink, about two feet tall, with a sparkly mane, we’ll know my imaginary friend is real too.”