Ed was in a fix. Making ends meet was difficult enough. Still, he didn’t want to break his promise to his daughter, not on her fourth birthday. A sad smile appeared on his face as he thought of her. The medium-sized pink teddy caught his eyes as he stepped into the thrift store. It was pre-loved, he knew. An unbroken promise and a joyous birthday kid was worth his lighter pocket.❤❤
“This is a perfect hiding place; pretty sure they will choose to hide here in this ancient structure within this impenetrable jungle”, he smiled menacingly. But his torch showed no footprints or any sign of recent human presence. Unknown to him, the kids held each other’s hands in fear in the corner, protected by the spell of the dome, rendering them invisible to the cruel wizard!!!
Birthdays meant candles and cupcakes. And that too in dainty blue. Well, a birthday girl is entitled to her whims and fancies. Don’t you think so? But that was a long time ago. Now, at the threshold of one’s winter, all those whims and fancies seem trivial or frivolous maybe. Even so, it was fun; I can still feel the rush of excitement, the very same euphoria I felt as a girl, when I was wished by loved ones.
Here’s the blatant truth, dear readers. No one can see her, except me, of course. She feels this is her home. She has been conveniently accommodating herself in one of the many rooms of this mansion through the ages. As I belong to the legacy of this mansion, I take it my birthright to call it my home too.