Daisy’s POV

My eyes shot open, and a smile spread across my lips as I stared up at the ceiling. Today was my day. I took a deep breath and bounced out of bed, my feet sliding into my bunny slippers. I was about to head for the door when I remembered—Moonie was still behind me. How could I leave him?

I turned, and there he was, lying right where I left him.

I scooped him up and grinned. “Guess what today is, Moonie,” I said. He stared back at me with his button eyes, and I nodded.

“Yep, you got it right. Today I’m turning eight years old. I’m...