“Is she okay?” asked four
year old Elizabeth
Her older brother didn’t respond.
“Is she okay?” Elizabeth reached
out and touched his face with her finger.
“Elizabeth! Stop touching me!
I’m sleeping.”
“Is she okay?” The little
girl asked again.
“Is who okay?” David asked in
exasperation.
“The fairy princess in the
backyard. It snowed. Is she okay?”
He got out his bed, padded
over to the window and looked out at a fairytale kingdom of white and crystal.