I Wrote You a Story.

Kelly,

I wrote you a story.
It's a bit long, but it's an easy read, I promise. :)
It goes like this:

Once upon a time, there was a little girl in a little red dress.
Most days, she liked to play and frolic just like other little girls of her age, but some days the little girl was quite forlorn.
Once upon the same exact time, there was a little lady who had little feet and liked to wear shoes that didn't match the rest of her outfit.
Most days, the lady didn't make it out of the stacks before sunset because she was a Librarian, and a very thourough one at that.

One day, the little girl found herself quite forlorn and feeling very sad and alone.
She was waiting for her Mother to pick her up from the Library and her Mother had more important things to do. As the little girl waited on the benches in the parking lot thinking about how scary it got after the sun set, a traveling clown passed her by. He did not speak, and neither did she.
The clown had a big, blue, gloopy tear painted on his face.
The girl had real tears running down her face.
They were both sad, but the clown had something the little girl in the red dress didn't. This traveling clown happened to have helium and balloons. He made a smile appear on his face, and he pointed to the heavens as if to say, "Eureka!"
Then, he reached into his pocket, and pulled out a bright red floppy balloon. He wiped the real tear from the little girl's cheek and inflated the balloon.
She sniffled and wiped her nose on her little red sleeve. He gave her the balloon.
The little girl tried to make a smile appear on her face, but it was very hard because she was very sad and her tears were very real. The clown saw this and felt his heart droop. He pat the little girl on the head and honked his big red nose at her and waved goodbye with a big, blue, gloopy tear running down his cheek.

On this very same day, the lady Librarian had managed to finish all of her work early. She was the happiest lady in the world at that moment.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and her little mismatched shoes clicked and clacked as she made her way triumphantly down the hall and out the doors of the Library. She didn't even have to try to make a smile appear on her face.
As she was going to her little red car, she looked at the little girl in the red dress with the red balloon on the benches in the parking lot. She saw tears in the little girls eyes. Her smile faded when she saw this. She tried to make a smile appear on her face again, but it was hard because the little girl was so very sad.
The little lady Librarian did not know what to do.
She looked into the little girl's watery eyes, and when she realized those watery eyes were looking right back, she just waved to the little girl. The little girl waved back with her free hand.
The Librarian could do nothing but turn and head to her little red car.
A real tear was forming in the corners of both eyes.
The little librarian was getting into her car, when she thought out loud to herself for no particular reason at all,
"When I have a daughter, I'm going to dress her in little red dresses all the time. And I'm going to give her balloons. And I'm going to wipe her tears away..."
The librarian got into her car and wiped away a tear from both of her cheeks.
She looked at the little girl.
The little girl looked back.
They waved, and the librarian left.

The End.

It's sad, and it's waaay too long, but I feel like it's right. And I hope you liked it, despite all the gloopy tear bits.
I miss you, Lady.

Alee

P.S.
You+Me+Bowling=SOON.