“Mormor, what is that bucket on your porch?”
It’s for making ice cream, child.
“But why does it have flowers in it, then?”
There’s a story in that bucket with the flowers, child.
“What kind of story? A true one?”
So very true, my little. Truer than any fairy story in a book.
“Does it have a princess in it?”
Not a princess, no. But the girl in the story was everything a princess should be – brave and loving and loyal. So loyal. And sometimes a little headstrong.
“What is that?”
It means this girl – her name was Laurel – was stubborn sometimes. When she made up her mind to do something there was no telling her not to. Even if the thing was a little dangerous and scary.
“What did she do that was scary, Mormor?”
She hitchhiked, child. She only did it once, but it wasn’t…
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Thank you for sharing this story of my two friends who, quite literally, went the extra mile (and then some.) Just as you have done for me too!