If You Dream of Fairies

If You Dream of Fairies is a story I wrote for my daughters and niece last summer. I will present it here in serialized form. It was my first foray into fiction.

In case you missed something:
If You Dream of Fairies - I
If You Dream of Fairies - II
If You Dream of Fairies - III
If You Dream of Fairies - IV
If You Dream of Fairies - V
If You Dream of Fairies - VI
If You Dream of Fairies - VII
If You Dream of Fairies - VIII

The next day, two post cards arrived in the mail. One was addressed to Keebler. “Only Maria.” Liz thought, smiling, as she dutifully read the card to her pup. On one side of the card was a picture of a dog running across the beach with a bikini top in its mouth. Running behind him was a distraught looking woman wrapped in a towel. The note read:

Be good, Keebler!
I miss you so much!
xxoo
Love,
Maria (Mommy)

The other was addressed to Liz. It was a picture of tropical flowers in varying shades of reds and bright pinks. She read the brief note in Maria’s distinctive and beautiful handwriting. It simply said:

The beach is nice, but I miss you like crazy!
I can’t wait to come home and explore the mysteries of our garden fairy!

(((HUGS)))
Maria

A wave of loneliness passed through Liz. She missed her friend and couldn’t wait for her to return home. She felt that familiar heat behind her eyes and knew she was going to cry.

One single tear made its way from her eye to her cheek.

One single, perfect tear.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Nothing unusual happened the rest of the week. There were no more incidents at the fairy door, although Liz certainly kept her eye on it.

Liz’s mom was a little surprised when the time came to clean the bathtub and, not only did she NOT find the dirty ring around the tub that she expected, but the tub was positively gleaming. She chalked it up to Liz growing up and becoming more responsible. Clearly she had taken it upon herself to scrub her own tub. Maybe it was time for Miss Lizzie to get a little raise in her allowance.