Fairy Senses Books 1-3 Omnibus

By Emily Martha Sorensen

Books 1-3 omnibus!

Fairy Eyeglasses:
When Cassie finds a magic pair of glasses that allow her to see fairies, she has to figure out where they came from . . . and what the fairies want her to do with them.

Fairy Compass:
Daisy wanted to be able to see fairies.  But when she comes across an old compass, she gains the ability to sense them magnetically instead.

Fairy Earmuffs:
Amanda doesn't think she's slow, but everyone else seems to.  When she finds a pair of magic earmuffs that allow her to hear fairies, everything changes.
 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Emily Martha Sorensen
• Release date: Dec 4, 2016
• ISBN: 9781540111432

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Chapter Two

Of course she went downstairs, intending to give the glasses to Bianca.  But two things stopped her.

First, Bianca was talking to Janelly, and she couldn’t very well just interrupt.  That would be rude.

And second . . . well, second, when she glanced through the glasses, she caught a glimpse of two pudgy baby fairies fluttering their wings as they attempted to hover above the table, and they were just so cute that Cassie had to get a better look at them.

It’s just for five minutes, she thought, spinning around and switching glasses, her heart pounding.  She wasn’t sure if she felt more guilty or excited to have an excuse to hang on to them for a little longer.

The little pudgy baby fairies were so adorable.  While their red-and-white-winged mothers hovered nearby, chattering, one of the babies started sucking on his fingers, then moved to his toes.  Then he seized upon his transparent purple wings and started folding them in half.

The other baby reached out and stole a hat that looked like a gigantic raspberry from a fairy woman who was flying by.  She stopped and waved her arms as if scolding him, though Cassie couldn’t hear a word she was saying.

Cassie giggled.

What’s funny? Bianca asked, sitting down next to her.

Cassie snatched the glasses off her face.  N-n-nothing! she gasped.

You know, you can keep your glasses on, Bianca said.

Cassie swallowed.  Right.  My glasses.  Right.  Um . . . what if they weren’t my glasses?

Bianca gave her a confused look.  Who else’s glasses would they be?

Cassie opened her mouth to say yours, but all that came out was a tiny squeak.

Hey, Bianca, this is you! one of the girls called from across the room, holding up one of the Barbies Jasmine had gotten in her birthday presents.  Scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch!  Oh, teacher, I’m so itchy!  I have to go to the nurse’s office!

Cut it out! Bianca shouted, jumping off the couch and storming over.  She snatched the doll away.  I have a skin condition, okay?

"You didn’t last year," the girl informed her.

Bianca’s face turned red.  I know I didn’t.  It’s not my fault I do now.

Georgina, don’t make fun of your classmates, Jasmine’s mother said, coming into the room.  It’s not nice.

Thank you, Bianca huffed.

But it’s so annoying! Georgina complained.  She’s always scratching, scratching, scratching, all the time!

"If you think it annoys you, how do you think I feel?" Bianca shot back.

Cassie turned away from the argument and snuck the glasses back on her nose.  They still felt weird, the bridge just a tiny bit narrower than she was used to, and the temples slightly too tight on the top of her ears.  But that was okay.

She sat down on the couch, where Bianca had been.

For a moment, she saw a field of fairies fluttering around the room.  She watched two children playing tug-of-war with a dandelion stem that exploded in white puffs.

Cassie giggled and peeked over the edge of her glasses.  Were there actually dandelion seeds all over the room?

Nope.  Nothing out of the ordinary.  She tapped the glasses back up her nose and hoped for more cute fairy babies.

But then something odd happened.  The crowd of dozens of fairies started to fade, growing fuzzier and fuzzier.  Alarmed, Cassie gripped the couch’s armrest.  Did I break it?

Something else started to fade in instead.  Cassie’s mouth gaped open.  It was a fairy of all one color again, just like the red one.  Only this one was blue, a man with sky-colored skin and watery clothes and hair that looked like a tangle of blueberries.

H-hello? Cassie whispered, despite herself.  She couldn’t see anything else in the room, not even the other girls or the furniture.  Only the fairy.

The blue-colored fairy stared at her, unblinking.

Cassie’s heart pounded in her throat.  The other fairies hadn’t looked at her, or seemed to notice that she was there.

I did something wrong, and he knows all about it, she thought fearfully.  Maybe he knows I stole Bianca’s glasses.  Maybe he knows I have no business wearing these.

She snatched the glasses off, wanting to cry.  But when she put them on again, her hands shaking, he was gone.  There was only the usual crowd of fairies.

A teenage fairy boy offered a handful of flowers to a teenage fairy girl.  She stuck her nose in the air and flapped off, her avocado-colored wings flapping slowly.  His watermelon-shaped wings buzzed quickly, and he shoved the flowers in his mouth and ate them.

One of the white flowers tumbled from his mouth, and a little girl with red speckled wings caught it.  She floated over to hand it to her mother, who tucked it into her hair, which was already white and fluffy.  The flower was hard to see.

The blue fairy didn’t reappear, and soon all the girls settled down in sleeping bags.  Jasmine found a flashlight that she used to light up her face, and the girls started telling ghost stories.

Cassie normally hated ghost stories, but now, she didn’t notice or pay much attention.  All she cared about were the strange eyeglasses, and the fairies they let her see.

In the dim light, all the fairies flickered like shadows, their colors turning into black, white, and grey.  Cassie watched them bob and weave until her eyes felt heavy.

She fell asleep with Bianca’s eyeglasses still on her nose.

Chapter Three

When she woke up, Bianca was already gone.

I’m sorry, but Bianca had an attack of itchiness, Jasmine’s mother said.  Her mother had to come and get her early.

Oh, Cassie said.  She wasn’t sure if she should feel sorry for Bianca, or glad that she couldn’t possibly return the glasses.  I hope she feels better soon.

Me, too, Jasmine’s mother said.  You know, Bianca used to be popular.  It’s a shame she’s getting teased so much now.

Bianca used to be popular? Cassie thought.  I thought everyone thought she was weird.

She wondered if being able to see fairies made somebody turn weird.  Maybe that was why Bianca was always itching.  She hoped not, because she didn’t want to go through that, too.

That is, assuming that these are Bianca’s glasses, Cassie thought.

It was possible they weren’t.  She hadn’t seemed to recognize them when Cassie had asked yesterday, after all.

Um, does anybody have any missing glasses in your family? Cassie asked nervously.

Us? Jasmine’s mother asked.  No, none of us wear glasses.

Has anybody else gone home? Cassie asked.

Not until we’ve had breakfast, Jasmine’s mother said.  Do you want to join my husband?  He’s making pancakes.

Cassie wandered into the kitchen, where two other girls were helping.  Ashley was stirring batter and cracking eggs.  She looked down and made a face.

Georgina was holding a spatula, jumping up and down on the balls of her bare feet.  It’s my turn to flip the flapjacks! she insisted.

Did . . . did anybody leave their glasses in the bathroom last night? Cassie asked nervously.

I don’t wear glasses, Georgina said.

Me either, Ashley added, trying to fish an eggshell out of the batter with her bare hand.

"Who does wear glasses in our class?" Cassie asked.

You.  Jon.  Ethan, Georgina said.  That’s it.

Don’t forget Sunflower, Ashley said.  She wears glasses for reading.

Oh, right, Georgina said.

Who’s Sunflower? Jasmine’s father asked, scooping up a pancake with his spatula and tossing it onto a plate.  He scooped up another one from a different pan and added that on top of it.  I don’t remember meeting a girl with that name.

She’s not here, Georgina said.  She never goes to birthday parties.

So that leaves nobody else in this house who wears glasses.  Cassie chewed on her lower lip.  What about Bianca? she asked.

"Who knows about Bianca, Georgina said.  She’s gotten really weird since last year."

I saw her wear glasses once, Ashley volunteered, pulling out a goopy eggshell with a triumphant look on her face.  They might have just been sunglasses, though.

Cassie’s heart raced.  She saw Bianca wearing these glasses.  I’m sure of it.

She wasn’t sure why Bianca had pretended not to recognize them, or asked for them back.  But that could mean that Bianca wanted her to take them.  Wanted her to borrow them.

Of course, why would Bianca do that?  If I had glasses like this, I wouldn’t let them out of my sight.

Unless . . .

Cassie nodded slowly.

Unless she doesn’t dare tell anybody about the fairies, because they’d think she’s even more weird than they do already.  But she wanted to share them with somebody.

Bianca must have left the glasses because she wanted someone to believe her.  And who better than the new girl?

Cassie wished that she could talk about all this with Daisy.

Chapter Four

M om, can I go see Daisy? Cassie asked her mother when she got home.

Oh, Cassie, her mother said, looking distressed.  I have so many errands to run.  I’m sorry, but that just won’t be possible today.

You could just drop me off, Cassie said.

I can’t do that without arranging it beforehand, her mother said, shaking her head.  It would be rude.

It wasn’t when we lived right next door, Cassie thought.  Well then, can I call her? she asked.

Sure, her mother said.  The phone’s inside.

Cassie ducked under her mother’s arm and ran to the kitchen, where they kept the charger.  She unhooked the phone and pushed Daisy’s name on the contact list.

The phone rang.  Daisy’s mom answered.  Hello?

Hi, can I talk to Daisy?

Oh, hi, Cassie.  Sure.

There was noise on the other end, and then Daisy came on the line.  Cassie! she squealed.  I haven’t seen you all day!

I was at a party and I have something exciting to show you, but Mom won’t let me come over because she thinks it’s rude without permission! Cassie cried all in one breath.

Mommmmm! Daisy shouted.  Can Cassie come over without permission?

She can come whenever she wants, Daisy’s mother’s voice muffled in the background.

My mom says you can, Daisy said.

But my mom won’t drive me, Cassie complained.

Mommmmm!  Can we pick up Cassie right now?

I suppose so, Daisy’s mom’s voice muffled.

We can, Daisy’s voice said smugly.

A thrill shot through Cassie.  Great!  I’ve got something to show you!

Is it exciting? Daisy squeaked.

Very!

I can hardly wait!

Daisy’s mother’s voice scratched in the background.  If you want to go now, hang up the phone and get your coat on.

Whoops, be there in ten minutes, Daisy’s voice said.  See you soon!

The phone hung up,