During a day-trip with my family I ran across a quaint little shop in the North Georgia Mountains where the shop owner offered Fairy Doors for sale – tiny doors, eight to ten inches high. Along with the Fairy Doors came every imaginable fairy charm offering for your garden, yard, and home – miniature benches, chairs, garden tools, houses, you name it, they were there.
The idea the shop owner pedaled was, if you place Fairy Doors out on your property
fairies will come through the magic portals to visit. If they are pleased with your offerings, they’ll hang out and protect your property. How cool is that?
Initially, I found myself entranced. Then the Muse in me reared his head and snapped:
“Hey! What if you invite those guys in and they have mischief planned?”
I left the fairy charms at the store and refuted the idea of possible mischief.
Magically, sometime the next week a story idea popped: What if a girl, as a last resort to dealing with overwhelming negative odds, put out a Fairy Door, and a fairy charms, and her One True Love found his way back to her because she had the faith to ask the Universe for him, and his help?
My fantasy romance short story, THREE WISHES, evolved from there.
Come meet Michael and Abby in a fairy tale where love reigns supreme, heroes learn lessons, and wishes finally do come true.
Hmmm…maybe I’ll head back to that store and pick up those Fairy Charms?
Abigail O'Malley wants to find true love...which is about as easy as catching a leprechaun.
The afternoon had gotten away from her and twilight loomed, so Abby took the charms and strode across the yard to the old oak. Her imagination ran wild with thoughts of fairies dancing in the wooded area, fireflies though they might have been. She longed to see them again, longed for a time when she had the unfettered mind of child, when her world revolved around her parents, when she was safe and loved, and happy.
She approached the old live oak and placed the miniature fairy door at the base of the tree, just so. Next she settled one of the delicate little chairs beside it. Now the bench, and the remaining two chairs belong on the other side, on the old rock. She walked around the tree, set up the fancy little charms in an inviting arrangement, squeezed her eyes shut and asked a mighty question of the universe and whatever power imagination truly held within the world. She asked for hope, peace, and some way to solve this mess with her father’s bar.
“Please, little fairies, I need all the luck you can lend me today. I’m inviting you back to play. Please come back home and show me what to do.”
A mighty wind kicked up and swirled through the branches of the grand old oak, fluttering her hair with its force. Abby opened her eyes then frowned, surprised. Clearly, the stress of it all had finally taken its toll. The fairy charms vibrated and glowed with brilliant color, and a leprechaun dressed in a Kelly green suit, with a top hat and pointed shoes, stood waiting on the other side of the tree. A radiant smile lit his face.
Abby gasped, stepped back, and scurried around the oak toward the safety of the house. Then she shrieked. Her world closed in around her. Her heart hitched and her brain screamed foul. Her knees chose that moment to give way, and she collapsed into a heap at the base of the tree.
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