Get this: Zoe realizes she might just maybe have a chance of getting an up-close view of the latest, most recent rocket, bound for the Moon courtesy of Melina’s cousin! With a bit of luck, that is… But who’s to say luck can’t be nudged in the right direction?! So Zoe starts touching wood, and avoiding the joints in the pavings on the sidewalk, and repeating the same words 500 times before going to sleep, and crossing fingers and feet, and tongue… which does not make life easy! But hang on a second: couldn’t she just go and ask Melina’s cousin if it’s possible? That’s got to be easier than all this superstition caper!
Jennifer a un scoop : mademoiselle Lardon compte envoyer un élève, tiré au sort, visiter la dernière fusée ultramoderne. Zoé rêve d'être choisie. Pourquoi ne pas provoquer la chance ?...
