New to the fairytale? Just need a refresher? Click HERE and begin reading, lovely! Just want a taste of the last chapter? Click HERE.Marrow imagined her secret admirer as a lanky little librarian boy with an argyle sweater, tangly hair and a gap in between his two front teeth. He would have fallen in love with her when she checked out armfuls of vegan cookbooks, he would be watching her at the circulation desk from behind a pile of texts with a silent grin tacked on his face. When she left, this secret lover boy would creep over to the computer and look up her name and address.
Or maybe he was a business man in an Armani suit, carrying armloads of papers to be signed by the boss. He saw her out the window of his high rise office and immediately had his secretary scribble out a note professing his love.
Was he a Tuxedo Max look-alike carrying a bouquet of roses? The gorgeous Indian man who drove the ice cream truck? Possibly, just possibly, the delectable grocery store cashier who complimented her on her cardigan last week?
So enchanted by her daydreams, Marrow had failed to notice the heart-shaped pink smudge of a lipstick kiss seal, the delicate curls of the perfect cursive script, the faint scent of roses and a woman’s perfume. She did not realize that this letter did not come a library book-toting Indian ice cream truck driving business man with a bouquet of roses and a secretary named Susie, but rather from a lady.
And as she heard the knock and opened up the door, Marrow was disappointed to see the
pink-haired pixie-faced girl wearing the rosette-covered prom dress, origami earrings and Go-Go boots. “Ready to leave this place, dollface?” The pixie was grinning from ear to ear. Marrow stood stunned as her secret admirer leaned over and kissed her cheek, leaving behind a glittery, strawberry smudge.
“I’ve been watching you, dollface, and you dream too much. Not that dreaming is a bad thi-”
“Who
are you?”
The pixie-girl rolled her eyes. “I’m Veruca. And, not to come off like a creep, I’ve been watching you. Now, come quick, follow me. Do you want to leave this world or not?”
Marrow reached for her backpack. “Um. Sure… where are we going exactly?”
Veruca grasped Marrow’s hand and took off running. “Oh you’ll see dollface. You need to learn to be nicer to your Sprite.”
And that was when Marrow saw the tiny shiny pair of wings sprout from Veruca’s glitter-caked shoulders. And then they went up: up, up and away into the smoggy city sky.


This week indulge in glitter and glamour! Expect the unexpected! Secret lovers may be disguised as girl fairy princesses. Prom dresses may hide a pair of wings. Dust the world in glitter, kiss the cheeks of all you know and open your eyes to find the beauty in the real world. Sure, things may not go exactly as planned, but unlike Marrow, don’t be a sourpuss and keep your head up- you have no idea where these new roads will take you! (Although it is most likely somewhere extraordinary, for sure!)