The Wayward Witch and the Feelings Monster by Sally Rippin

Author:Sally Rippin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook
Publisher: Hardie Grant Egmont
Published: 2017-04-29T04:00:00+00:00

Polly smiles and wipes away the message. A warm honey feeling fills her heart when she looks at his crazy spelling, even worse than hers. With Buster in her world, Polly knows she will never truly feel alone.

The next morning, Polly’s mother brings her breakfast in bed. She and her sister are never allowed to eat in bed because of the crumbs, so Polly knows her mum must be really worried about her to give this kind of attention.

‘Hmmmmmm,’ her mother says as she places her palm on Polly’s forehead. ‘You still have a bit of a fever. If you haven’t started to pick up by this afternoon, I’ll call Doctor Firestone.’

Polly shudders. Usually the prospect of seeing Doctor Firestone is enough to cure any illness. Last time Polly had to see Doctor Firestone, it took days for the leech marks on her skin to disappear, and the house stunk of boiled herbs for weeks.

Polly looks down at the tray on her lap. ‘Chicken eggs,’ she says. ‘And toast! From wheat bread. Thanks, Mum!’

Polly’s mum shrugs and smiles. ‘I thought you might like a treat. But only because you’re sick, OK? Once you’re better, it’s back to my home-made muesli.’

Winifred appears at the door. ‘How come Polly gets chicken eggs?’

‘Your sister is still recovering,’ their mother says. ‘So I made her favourite breakfast. If you were unwell I’d do the same for you. Besides, you always say you love my muesli.’

Polly has to cover her mouth to hide her smirk.

Winifred scowls. ‘I do,’ she mumbles. ‘It’s just that we have it every day.’

‘Well, when you’re a working mother with two children, let’s hope they’re a little more grateful than you lot are!’ their mother huffs, as she stands up and brushes off her skirt. ‘Don’t spill crumbs now, Polly,’ she says as she leaves. ‘Your sheets are already messy from Gumpy.’

‘I won’t,’ says Polly.

Winifred sticks her tongue out at Polly when their mother’s back is turned, but Polly doesn’t care. She has a day at home in bed, and chicken eggs on toast for breakfast!

Polly tries to read Little Witches, the book they are studying at school, but the words swim about on the page even more than usual so she puts it on her bedside table and drifts in and out of sleep.

She is surprised at how tired she feels. Occasionally her mum comes in to take her temperature. Polly wills it to go down each time so she doesn’t have to see Doctor Firestone, but when she is still burning up after lunch, her mother makes the call.

‘Doctor Firestone is on her way,’ she says gently, poking her head in through the doorway.

‘Oh, Mum!’ whimpers Polly. ‘Did you have to?’

But her mum just rolls her eyes and closes the door again.

Polly drifts back to sleep. She wakes to the sound of whispering, and when she opens her eyes, there is Doctor Firestone in all her feathered glory.

Polly sighs.

Doctor Firestone notices Polly is awake and smiles. Her white teeth gleam against her skin.

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