Friday Fiction - "Sally"

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“Sally, what do you say to your sister?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Good, from now on, I want you to be kind to her.”

Sally said the words, but she wasn’t sorry she teased her little sister. Emmy was always following her around and playing with her toys. She never got to be alone with her friends. Having a little sister was the worst thing in the world.

“Sally, will you keep your eye on Emmy while I lie down for awhile?”

“Aw, Mom! I was just going to play in my tree house and she can’t go up there.”

“It will only be for an hour or so. Why don’t you take a walk down to Grammy’s house and take her some daisies?”

“Oh, alright. Come on, Emmy. We have to pick some dumb old flowers for Grammy.”

The sky was blue and the daisies swayed in the summer breeze. The girls tugged at the flowers’ tough stems. Sally stopped at the edge of the meadow in amazement. The hillside was covered with tiny little strawberries. She popped a couple into her mouth. Mmmmmmmm.

“Emmy, there’s Grammy’s house right there. Can you see the white fence? Run; take the flowers to Grammy and I’ll wait for you here.”

“I want to eat strawberrie , too.”

“You can, when you come back. There are plenty. Hurry!”

Emmy galloped across the field toward the white fence, while Sally stuffed one berry after another into her mouth, enjoying having the whole place to herself. She wished she had a pail to put them in, but her mouth would do for now.

She wondered what was taking Emmy so long, but figured she was having her own fun at Grammy’s house. Deciding that she could never eat them all, she turned toward Grammy’s house.

“Hello, Sally. What brings you over here to visit me today?”

“Isn’t Emmy here with some flowers?”

“No, Dear. I haven’t seen her. Were you together?”

“Oh, Grammy, I sent her ahead while I picked berries, and now she is gone! I got tired of watching her all the time. I thought she could find your house all by herself, but she’s gone! Oh, Grammy, I didn’t mean for her to get lost!”

“Let me call your mother, and see if Emmy went back….”

“No, Grammy! Don’t tell Mother! She already punished me once today for teasing Emmy. Oh, Grammy, I’m sorry I was mean to Emmy. Maybe she’s hurt or kidnapped or a bear got her or ….”

“Now, calm down, Child. I’m sure she’s around somewhere. Let’s pray for the Lord to protect Little Emmy, and then call your parents.”

“Dear Lord, I’m sorry I was so mean to my little sister. I won’t ever send her away again. Please don’t let anything bad get her. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.”

“Sally, why are you crying?” A little voice whispered behind them.

“Oh, Emmy, I’m sorry I lost you.”

“I wasn’t lost. Grammy’s house was lost, and I found it.”


LauraLee Shaw said...

Oh, what a sweet story. Hard lesson learned, eh? I've had a few of those in my lifetime. Very well written as usual. Thank you for hosting FF!

hadassah57 said...

What a wise Grammy! I enjoyed the exchange between the two little girls. There's nothing sweeter than wild strawberries, yum I could taste them! The ending with "Grammy's house being lost" was so cute.

Patty Wysong said...

Such a sweet story! I loved the last lines--too cute! Thanks for hosting FF this week!

rcwriter said...

Thanks for being the host. Very cute story. Great way for kids to learn a lesson.

Betsy Markman said...

Awww, glad Emmy's OK!

Laury said...

Very cute story. I'm not remembering this one. Glad it turned out well.

Lynda Schab said...

Aw...loved this, Vonny. Too cute.

Lynn Squire said...

I love the turn at the end. I can so see my own kids in your story. Well done.

Joanne Sher said...

Oh, how sweet - and I love the ending. Great lesson learned, and the characters were so real and endearing.


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