

When Clara was five she found a shy unicorn. The horse whispered, "My name is Missy."
"Can I bring you home?" Clara asked.
"Yes!" said Missy happily. "I need to hide my horn so I can come to your farm." Trotting beside Clara, Missy tucked her unicorn horn away.

Missy loved living on Clara's families farm. There were other horses, dogs and cats to be friends with. She also loved getting to know Clara family.
Clara visited Missy every day sharing school stories and telling her about her days.
Mom rode Missy at reining shows. "Go mom go! Go Missy go!" Cheered Clara.

On her eighth birthday, Clara hugged Missy. "I must share magic with another family," Missy whispered. Tears sparkled. "Will you forget me?" Clara asked. "Never," Missy said, "remember kindness and careful grooming."

At sunrise, Missy nuzzled goodbye. "Your heart holds unicorn magic," she murmured. Clara waved, teaching gentle brushing and patient leading. Horses shone brighter. "I'll share your sparkle," Clara promised, bravely smiling.