A Room Fit For A Pixie…

3 Jun

Once upon a time, there was a room…

 

It was a basement room where travelers once stayed, but after the travelers left to find a home of their own, the room sighed with loneliness and longing.

“I’ll fix you!” I exclaimed. “You will be fit for even the pickiest of guests! Even a Pixie!”

The room frowned, doubtful of my abilities to breathe life back into his lonely walls – his bare, dented being.

I just shook my head, using the room’s doubt to fuel my ambitions.

All day I worked, lathering the walls, scrubbing the floor. Soon, soft surfaces began to appear within his bare heart: fabrics, curtains, and plush pillows for warmth.

I saw the room grin, though he did not mean for me to see it. He did not want me to know that I was right – I could fix it!

When the work was done I stood back with a sigh, admiring the beauty of the rooms new heart.

 ♥

The room caved in. “Thank you,” he breathed happily, a glint of a giggle in the voice.

I nodded with satisfaction. It was indeed a room fit for the pickiest of Pixie’s…

My mother.

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2 Responses to “A Room Fit For A Pixie…”

  1. Becca June 3, 2010 at 4:12 pm #

    WOW! You seriously have a knack for decorating! That looks like out of a magazine! I’m sure a pixie will be coming to call any day now 🙂

    • Abra Ebner June 3, 2010 at 4:57 pm #

      Thanks, Becca!! That Pixie I was talkin’ about IS an interior designer, that’s why she’s so picky!! Gotta make it good for her! Lol.

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