The night the moon went missing
Deep in a forest with many, many trees, the fox, the fawn, the rabbit and the birds romp and dance all day long while the bees hum along. When night comes, the man in the moon watches over them, his face round and bright.
Until the evening there is no light. Not even a ray. Only pairs of wide eyes, blinking in the black.
Somewhere in the bushes hides a little firefly named Clyde. Fireflies are shy, everyone knows that. But Clyde has never been very shy, and tonight he has an idea.
What happens next is the part your children will ask for again and again.
A book that glows back at you
Open it in a dim bedroom and the pages seem to carry their own light. Golden fireflies burn against the deep night sky, the moon hangs silver over the trees, and little faces lean in closer to find every glowing friend.
The verses rock along like a lullaby, easy to read aloud and easy for small voices to finish for you. The dark part is just dark enough to make the ending feel like a warm lamp switched on.
You will close the book feeling what Sitto's grandchildren felt since 1970 and beyond: safe, loved, and a little braver about the night.
