The mayor and his wife jumped up and said, "Where is the lost and found closet? We have to get out of here. I don't want to get blown away."
Grandma B yelled, "Follow me! You aren't going to get blown away. We are going through this door right here and go down to the basement. We will be safe down there."
As she ran to the closet she noticed Grandma Lu's easy chair and the afghan she always wore around
her shoulders. She grabbed it and opened the door. "Go through that door. There are three or four steps then you will be safe. She got the mayor's wife through then the mayor. The noise was frightening. As she started to go through the doorway She felt herself flying through space. She clung onto the afghan and thought, "Well, this is it. It's been a good ride." She grinned at the silliness and then all was quiet. Too quiet.
"Well, I wonder if this is what Heaven is like. The sun is shining and the flowers are beautiful. The trees are so very tall and the leaves are the greenest I have ever seen. I can breathe in smells I have never smelled before. And the birds! They are so beautiful and sing songs that I have never heard before. Where am I?"
"You are okay, Grandma B. Just hang on tight to Grandma Lu's blanket. It's magic you know. Right now you are in Whitlee's story. It is a special one with special pictures."
"But what about Grandma Lu and the mayor and his wife and the deputies down in the basement in Marleewood? There was a tornado. Is everyone safe? My shoulder hurts and I'm really not feeling so well."
"Marlee patted her grandma's shoulder and said, "Why don't you just take a little nap and let this beautiful quilt keep you warm and let the story begin. Whitlee is getting anxious to get started." Come on; let go of that tree and lay down in this beautiful green forest. Grandma B slowly let go of the tree and walked towards Grandma Lu's quilt. "Hmm, I didn't know that quilt was magic. But I do need to rest for just a little while. I need to get back to Marleewood and see what the damage is. I hope everyone is alright."
"So, alright. I'm laying down for a rest. Marlee. \What's this story all about?" Marlee grinned and said, "Wrap yourself with the quilt and Whitlee will begin her story. You'll see. This is just how Grandma Lu does it."
Whitlee sat down beside her grandma and said, "Well, once upon a time there was a princess. You know that princess. She was beautiful and she lived in a castle. She even had royal dogs that went to royal obedience school. Grandma B smiled a sleepy smile and said, "Let me guess. Her name was Whitlee."
Whitlee said, "No. This is a different story. This little girl didn't have a name. Folks called her Nobody. Nobody lived by herself in an old shack made out of wood that the trees didn't even want. It wasn't pretty like this is. There weren't any flowers or pretty birds. There wasn't even any grass, just rocks and dirt."
2 comments:
Oh boy! I think this is going to be a sad story just like B said. I guess we will just have to wait and see. Poor little girl.
oh Whitt has an imagination for sure.
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