Enchanted

Enchanted

On a warm summer breeze night, Rhianon took a walk that she would never forget. Near the river of the back roads she came upon a dilapidated shack where an old women lives who the towns people call the Night Witch. They say she comes out at night and will kill.

Rhianon did not believe the town people. All they like to do was gossip. If you didn’t fit to their satisfaction.
She got near the shack and saw the old windows hanging half off there hinges with crackes all around the frames and the door that barley closed due to rotted edges, and a broken handle with a small hole that you can see right through.

She felt sad for the woman, and as she heard the ragged dog bark and the old women came out yelling--
“Get out or I will kill you!”
Still, that did not frighten Rhianon, as she walked to the shack. The dog barking louder, the elderly women standing on her half broken steps, with a shovel in her left hand raised up and a lantern barley lit on her right hand.

The women yelled out!
“Who are you, and what in the sam hill do you want with me?”

Rhianon said , “I mean you no harm. My name is Rhianon, and I live right in back of here above them little hills. When I can’t go too sleep I take midnight walks. Like I said, I mean you no harm.” The elderly women raising her voice saying “ I have no visitors that come to see me so you get out now.!”

Rhianon softly speaking. “I know your alone, and since I can not sleep how about getting to know each other a little better?”
“No go away the old women said!”
The dog still barking and waging his tail at the same time.

Rhianon said, “See, your dog likes me, now why can’t you give me a chance?”
Silence came over the women for a second, then said, “I have no friends and that is the way I like it you hear.?”

Rhianon bent down to pet the musty old dog.
See your dog likes me, now isn’t that a good sign?
The women put her shovel down and walked back into the shack placing the lantern on her uneven wobbly table.

She turned around looking at Rhianon, “Well are you going to come in?” you might as well your right at the front door”
Rhinaon took a liking to the women fast. She reminded her of her own grandmother, who passed away awhile ago.

“Thank you, my name is Rhianon, what is yours?”
“The old women said, “I know your name, you told me it already what do you think I’m deaf?” Well you might as well know my name, it’s Clair.”
Well finally Rhianon said, it is nice too meet you, extending her hand out.

They both sat down on the wobble chairs and got to know each other a little better.
“Clair I think that you’re a nice person.”
I say the town people are just wrong about you.
Oh, “Really Clair said, what are they calling me know?”
They say you’re a witch and you will kill on sight!

Clair started laughing and slurred out no wonder I have no visitors.
They both laughed and even the ragged dog let out a little bark.

“Clair, you know with all the spring flowers blooming you could turn this old shack into a very cute cottage.”
What.? Clair said.
Yeah! Rhianon said, “we should make this shack into the most Enchanting cottage that you only see in them fancy home magazines.”

Oh, Child do not let your imagination run wild Clair giggled. This old thing is about too fall.
Nonsense! Rhianon yelled out, we could have this place in tip top shape in no time, I guarantee you!

Rhianon left Clairs place and thinking on her way home how she was going to fix that beat up shack. Ideas came to mind.
Number one: nails
Number two: hammer
Number three: paint
Number four: flowers
Number five: sand paper

That sounds about good she said to herself.
The next day arrived and Rhianon went into her garage to get all that she needed to get Clairs run down shack on its way, and putting the items all in her little red wagon.

Heading down the little hill right down to Clairs, she spotted her sweeping her porch with the few bristles that crummy looking broom had. It seen it’s better days.
“Good morning Clair”
“Good morning dear”
What do you have there child?

I brought all the items we need to ship shape this place into the enchanted cottage.
Clair let out a small giggle.
Ok, Clair I am going to start fixing up these ugly windows. I brought new hinges and sand paper and paint these window seals and then your windows will be as new.

They both started fixing the old shack to its best , hanging flower pots and herbs around the front porch, and getting the front garden in shape with all the beautiful spring flowers.

“Well Clair, I think we are doing a good job so far, and I can come back all this week and really do the painting and interior painting.”
Child you have done so much, I think that you have a heart of gold.

Rhianon left that night. When she returned the next day Clair and the shack were gone, and no sign of the ragged old dog.
She called out, “Clair! Just to hear silence.”
She thought this was the wrong turn and was going to head back. Then she turned around and seen a note pinned to the tree:
“Only a few have a heart of gold,
Therefore you will be rewarded in the end”
Rhianon did not understand and did not know what to think, until she walked into town, where she saw the same saying on a church panel.
The End