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Where are the Frogs? by Molly Pyne-Jaeger

" A s if they'd leave!" I argued. " B ella, you've got to admit," Cecily explained calmly, "they're not here." " C ecily, they're here, I know it!" " D on't argue when you know I'm right," Cecily instructed me in an infuriating tone. " E very single one can't be gone, Sess!" F rogs, every year, made their homes around this stream. G lass Brook was their favorite abode. H owever, this year they seemed to have disappeared. " I nstead of arguing about it," Cecily suggested, "why don't we go look for them?" J ust as I got up, Cecily took my arm and pulled me down the bank a few feet to a pile of green fluffy moss. K icking it gently with her foot, she waited. L ittle flashes of color and movement flew toward the stream. M errily, Cecily skipped down the stream bank after the little frogs. " N o, Sess, wait up!" I yelled. " O h, Bella.. why can't you just run faster?" P ink flowers grew along the bank, but I think I flattened them all following Sess. Q uickly, the frogs found their way down the stream and up the bank. R unning after the tiny things was harder than you would think. S topping in front of a curtain of ivy, the frogs hopped through into a small pool. T here was a beautiful but tiny glade behind the rock overhang and ivy curtain. U nderneath, Cecily hopped about chasing the frogs. V ividly colored, they had the same patterns I remembered. W hen I tried picking one up, it hopped into my hand. "E x traordinary," Sess noted, "they seem so tame." " Y es, they do." Z estful little creatures, were these frogs, and they quickly disappeared into the pool as we returned home, content that the frogs were safe.