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This is a story featuring my children’s book thingy maybe and its main character, Chloe. Tentatively titled Once Upon A Bed Again. I’ve posted most of the stories on this blog. Here’s a new one:
One evening, when I was babysitting my two grandchildren and one of them had lost a tooth that very day, the bedtime conversation was about tooth fairies. Fairies in general, really, and the importance of believing in them.
I thought this a good time to bring up my own experience with fairies. Well. One fairy in particular. My childhood bedroom fairy, Chloe. She slept in a dew drop near my window sill.
“Sometimes she’d sit on my thumb,” I said. “She was no bigger than a tiny blinky Christmas light. At these times, all around us glowed golden. Chloe – that was her name – would flit here and there sprinkling tiny glittery stars and hearts all about.”
“Those moments were magical.” I was tucking blankets and sheets all round my precious grand-kids. “Nothing can really describe them.” And they nodded knowingly.