“Did you know that when butterflies make a cocoon, their bodies totally dissolve? They just become sticky caterpillar goo with a couple of organs mixed in. They don’t even have a brain.” I wrinkled my nose. “That’s disgusting. How did you find that out?” I was almost afraid of the answer—so I let out a small breath of relief when she replied, “I read about it.” Then she added, “But I didn’t think that sounded accurate, so I cut a cocoon in half at Aunt Lysara’s house. And it was right! Just goo.” “Mother and Aunt Lysara must’ve been thrilled.” “Mother said I lacked social graces.” “She says
  
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