The Golden Kelpie was found under the dock on the rocky shore. It was a grey wet day like most days and the rocks were wetter and greyer than the day. The tiny Golden Kelpie was bedraggled and not the least bit golden. The little girl who found it knew that she had found what everyone else had been looking for for weeks. She picked it up, slipped it into her pocket and didn’t speak a word of it to anyone. Not that anyone would have listened. She was just a grey little orphan girl who blended into her grey and dreary surroundings.
She wandered into the factory. She is so small, so grey, so quiet that no one notices her. She walked quickly between the big machines instinctively knowing where to go. On the far side of the building behind one of the big machines there is a door; a door that almost disappears into the wall for all the dirt and grime that has collected on it over the years.
She knows that things will change when she goes through that door with the Golden Kelpie. She doesn’t know how they will change though and she is a bit afraid; scared that someone will see her before she opens the door; afraid of what may lie ahead. Time is of the essence because if she is seen, her opportunity will be lost.
The factory noises rattle on. The workers work and talk. They yell to one another to be heard over the din. Everyone in town knows that there is a Golden Kelpie to be found and whoever finds it will have great luck and fortune. That is all anyone talks about these days unless it is to ask for food to be passed or help in repairing a machine and even then the conversations quickly return to the Golden Kelpie.
The girl takes hold of the door handle. She expects to have to work to open it, but the door slides away from her as if it was used every day.
She looks through and it all looks the same; the other side of the factory on a grey miserable day. Her heart slows, her head droops; she is saddened that the stories that have been told are not true.
“Go through the door quickly and close it behind you,” a whisper from her pocket.
Startled, she practically jumps through the doorway and almost slams the door closed.
The factory and the grey world disappear, the sun comes out and the world in front of her changes before her eyes.
Chapter Two -- Changes
The little girl blinks and looks at the beautiful world around her. The golden sunlight plays through the green leaves of the trees. The sky is cerulean blue with an occasional wispy white cloud like the wings of angels floating past. She can hear the sound of a waterfall in the distance. Beautiful flowers of every color line the edges of the path.
The Golden Kelpie whispers, “Please bring me out of your pocket.” And the little girl reaches in and carefully brings the Kelpie out. As the dappled sunlight lands on the Kelpie, her hair changes and plays the spectrum from blond to red, to brown to black. Her eyes lighten and her skin begins to gain its natural golden hue.
“Thank you,” says the Golden Kelpie, “I need one more favor if you would?”
“Yes, anything,” replies the little girl.
“Well, actually two favors. First take off your coat, you won’t need it here.
The little girl lowers her head and whispers into her chest, “It’s all I have.”
“Do not be afraid, do as I ask and all will be well.”
The little girl slowly unbuttons her coat. She hesitatingly pulls it apart and lets the sleeve slide down her arms and drops the coat to the ground. Before her eyes a little orange sleeveless dress appears as if she had been wearing the dress under her coat. The dress buttons down the back and on the front near the bottom there are three appliqué butterflies. The little girl blinks in wonder at the new beautiful dress and when she looks again, the butterflies are real, clinging to her dress slowly opening and closing their wings.
“You can take off your shoes too, you won’t need them any longer.”
And the little girl did. Her toes wiggled in the sunlight and felt the warm earth for the first time.
“Now for that favor,” said the Kelpie, “Would you carry me along the path to the lake with the waterfall?”
And so they went.
The little girl carefully held the Golden Kelpie in her hands and walked barefooted along the path. The fragrance of the flowers was wonderful. Each color had its own scent and each scent blended perfectly with the other scents.
“Do you have name?” the Golden Kelpie asked.
“My name is Anna.”
“And tell me about your life before today.”
“There isn’t much to tell. When I was born, I had a mother and father so I was told, but one day they disappeared and left me with an Aunt. My Aunt did not care about me. She kept food in the house and I had a couple of dresses, but I fed myself and told myself bedtime stories about finding my parents again to help me fall asleep at night. They were stories about a place like this. I don’t know how I knew such a place could exist, but it was always in my head. I spent my days wandering the city. No one noticed me; my grey coat and my size. My Aunt never asked where I was going or where I had been. But I watched and listened to the workers and the people on the beach. I would sneak into my Aunt’s library and look at books. The ones with pictures made the most sense to me. I would listen to other children at the school and I learned how to read.
Then one day, I got this strange sensation that I needed to go looking on the beach. Everyone seemed to be doing the same thing. I heard people talking about a Golden Kelpie that had washed up on shore. I didn’t know what a Golden Kelpie was, but I knew that I needed to find it. Then I found you. You are the Golden Kelpie, aren’t you?”
“Yes Anna, I am the Golden Kelpie and I was waiting for you to find me. I wanted to bring you to this new place and give you a new life.”
The Golden Kelpie whispers, “Please bring me out of your pocket.” And the little girl reaches in and carefully brings the Kelpie out. As the dappled sunlight lands on the Kelpie, her hair changes and plays the spectrum from blond to red, to brown to black. Her eyes lighten and her skin begins to gain its natural golden hue.
“Thank you,” says the Golden Kelpie, “I need one more favor if you would?”
“Yes, anything,” replies the little girl.
“Well, actually two favors. First take off your coat, you won’t need it here.
The little girl lowers her head and whispers into her chest, “It’s all I have.”
“Do not be afraid, do as I ask and all will be well.”
The little girl slowly unbuttons her coat. She hesitatingly pulls it apart and lets the sleeve slide down her arms and drops the coat to the ground. Before her eyes a little orange sleeveless dress appears as if she had been wearing the dress under her coat. The dress buttons down the back and on the front near the bottom there are three appliqué butterflies. The little girl blinks in wonder at the new beautiful dress and when she looks again, the butterflies are real, clinging to her dress slowly opening and closing their wings.
“You can take off your shoes too, you won’t need them any longer.”
And the little girl did. Her toes wiggled in the sunlight and felt the warm earth for the first time.
“Now for that favor,” said the Kelpie, “Would you carry me along the path to the lake with the waterfall?”
And so they went.
The little girl carefully held the Golden Kelpie in her hands and walked barefooted along the path. The fragrance of the flowers was wonderful. Each color had its own scent and each scent blended perfectly with the other scents.
“Do you have name?” the Golden Kelpie asked.
“My name is Anna.”
“And tell me about your life before today.”
“There isn’t much to tell. When I was born, I had a mother and father so I was told, but one day they disappeared and left me with an Aunt. My Aunt did not care about me. She kept food in the house and I had a couple of dresses, but I fed myself and told myself bedtime stories about finding my parents again to help me fall asleep at night. They were stories about a place like this. I don’t know how I knew such a place could exist, but it was always in my head. I spent my days wandering the city. No one noticed me; my grey coat and my size. My Aunt never asked where I was going or where I had been. But I watched and listened to the workers and the people on the beach. I would sneak into my Aunt’s library and look at books. The ones with pictures made the most sense to me. I would listen to other children at the school and I learned how to read.
Then one day, I got this strange sensation that I needed to go looking on the beach. Everyone seemed to be doing the same thing. I heard people talking about a Golden Kelpie that had washed up on shore. I didn’t know what a Golden Kelpie was, but I knew that I needed to find it. Then I found you. You are the Golden Kelpie, aren’t you?”
“Yes Anna, I am the Golden Kelpie and I was waiting for you to find me. I wanted to bring you to this new place and give you a new life.”
Chapter Three -- Golden Kelpie
As the Golden Kelpie said this, they arrived at the lake with the waterfall. All around in the sunshine were lush green plants, butterflies flitting here and there, hummingbirds feeding from the red flowers and the sound of water cascading into the lake.
“Please put me in the water.”
And the little girl did.
Before her eyes the Golden Kelpie began to grow, her body grew to full size, her hair grew longer, her arms grew and she was complete and whole again.
After the Golden Kelpie had been in the lake for a while, she climbed out and her skin reflected the sunlight as if she was the sun herself. Her hair had lightened more and all of the black was gone, but the yellows and reds and oranges glowed their shimmering light. Butterflies alighted on her hair and her dress was made of flowers and leaves the gently wafted in the gentle breeze.
“My name is Alana.” The Golden Kelpie told Anna. “I have much to tell you, but first let us eat, and I will introduce you to the other Golden Kelpies and the other children who have chosen to live here.”
Alana took Anna’s hand. Anna felt the electricity of Alana and she smiled. For the first time that she could remember, she felt happy and safe.
“Please put me in the water.”
And the little girl did.
Before her eyes the Golden Kelpie began to grow, her body grew to full size, her hair grew longer, her arms grew and she was complete and whole again.
After the Golden Kelpie had been in the lake for a while, she climbed out and her skin reflected the sunlight as if she was the sun herself. Her hair had lightened more and all of the black was gone, but the yellows and reds and oranges glowed their shimmering light. Butterflies alighted on her hair and her dress was made of flowers and leaves the gently wafted in the gentle breeze.
“My name is Alana.” The Golden Kelpie told Anna. “I have much to tell you, but first let us eat, and I will introduce you to the other Golden Kelpies and the other children who have chosen to live here.”
Alana took Anna’s hand. Anna felt the electricity of Alana and she smiled. For the first time that she could remember, she felt happy and safe.
Chapter Four -- Meeting the Other Kelpies
They walked along the path. As they walked hand-in-hand past the waterfall, the misty spray landed on Anna and for a few moments her skin glowed the color of the golden sun just like Alana’s. Yes, there was so much that needed to be said.
In the forest there was a clearing with tables set for a Queen’s meal. Anna and Alana sat at a table and began to eat the wonderful fruits, berries, nuts and cheeses. As they ate, other Golden Kelpies came to sit at the tables and eat as well. They nodded a greeting, but did not interrupt their feast. After everyone had eaten, they came over to say hello and introduce themselves.
“Hello Anna, we are so glad to have you back with us. We have all missed you very much.” They all said together.
“I am George,” said the first.
“I am Peter,” said the second.
“I am Julia,” said the third.
And it went on for a while, but Anna lost track of all the names and hoped there wouldn’t be a test.
“Don’t worry,” Alana said, “You will meet everyone again and again. The more you get to know about each of us, the easier it will be to remember everyone’s names.”
As Alana finished speaking, a tall male Golden Kelpie with the most golden iridescent skin and beautiful shimmering hair walked out of the woods and right up to Anna. He scooped her up in his strong arms and swung her around.
“Oh Anna,” his voice boomed, “We are so glad to finally have you back with us.” He turned and looked kindly at Alana. “And Alana, you are back safely my dear. You too have been missed.” And he winked at her.
“Rembrandt set the poor girl down.” She doesn’t know who you are. You’ll scare her to death with your zealousness.” And he gently set Anna on her feet.
“I’m sorry my dears.” He said. “But I have been waiting so long for this day. Anna come and sit with us and we will tell you who we are.”
The three walked to a little wooden house and went inside to talk privately.
Rembrandt always got directly to the point. “Anna, you too are a Golden Kelpie. You have begun life as all Golden Kelpies begin their lives. It is the way of the Golden Kelpies to learn early about the other world; to experience it at its most difficult. This way when we are ready to come back to our land, we will appreciate it fully and treat it with love and respect. We are connected to all living things and therefore they are connected to us."
Alana continued, "During our lives, we each go out in human form to bring light and love to the other world. Because we understand it from an early age, we are able to survive there. Our final test is the one that you helped my pass. To go out one last time, helpless to be found by one of our own and bring him or her back here to rest rejuvenate, learn, play and prepare for their adult journey.”
“We are your parents. We are the ones who had you and lived for a time with you in the other world. We told you stories of this place and of us so that when the time was right, you would know to come and find me in the beach,” Alana continued.
Anna looked at Alana and Rembrandt for a long time as she absorbed all that she had just been told. She knew in her heart that everything they had told her was true. Tears streamed down her cheeks; tears of joy; tears to wash away the sadness of the other world.
Alana came over to her and wrapped her golden arms around her and Anna’s own skin began to change and glow the golden hue. Rembrandt took them both into his arms and held them close. There they sat well into the night.
For the first time since her parents left her in the other world, Anna slept deeply, fully, and if she dreamed, it was wondrous and lovely.
When morning came, Alana and Rembrandt were still there. Anna looked at them and knew that this was not a dream; that she was finally home. Alana came over and gave her a gentle kiss and Rembrandt picked her up and held her tight.
“Let’s go eat,” he said. “I’m starving and there is much to do and more to tell you.”
In the clearing they sat at a table and ate a wonderful feast of foods. Anna met George, Peter and Julia again. And she met many other Golden Kelpies. While they each looked different, they all had glowing golden skin and hair like the setting sun. Ann looked down at herself and she wondered why her skin didn’t glow if she really was a Golden Kelpie too.
In the forest there was a clearing with tables set for a Queen’s meal. Anna and Alana sat at a table and began to eat the wonderful fruits, berries, nuts and cheeses. As they ate, other Golden Kelpies came to sit at the tables and eat as well. They nodded a greeting, but did not interrupt their feast. After everyone had eaten, they came over to say hello and introduce themselves.
“Hello Anna, we are so glad to have you back with us. We have all missed you very much.” They all said together.
“I am George,” said the first.
“I am Peter,” said the second.
“I am Julia,” said the third.
And it went on for a while, but Anna lost track of all the names and hoped there wouldn’t be a test.
“Don’t worry,” Alana said, “You will meet everyone again and again. The more you get to know about each of us, the easier it will be to remember everyone’s names.”
As Alana finished speaking, a tall male Golden Kelpie with the most golden iridescent skin and beautiful shimmering hair walked out of the woods and right up to Anna. He scooped her up in his strong arms and swung her around.
“Oh Anna,” his voice boomed, “We are so glad to finally have you back with us.” He turned and looked kindly at Alana. “And Alana, you are back safely my dear. You too have been missed.” And he winked at her.
“Rembrandt set the poor girl down.” She doesn’t know who you are. You’ll scare her to death with your zealousness.” And he gently set Anna on her feet.
“I’m sorry my dears.” He said. “But I have been waiting so long for this day. Anna come and sit with us and we will tell you who we are.”
The three walked to a little wooden house and went inside to talk privately.
Rembrandt always got directly to the point. “Anna, you too are a Golden Kelpie. You have begun life as all Golden Kelpies begin their lives. It is the way of the Golden Kelpies to learn early about the other world; to experience it at its most difficult. This way when we are ready to come back to our land, we will appreciate it fully and treat it with love and respect. We are connected to all living things and therefore they are connected to us."
Alana continued, "During our lives, we each go out in human form to bring light and love to the other world. Because we understand it from an early age, we are able to survive there. Our final test is the one that you helped my pass. To go out one last time, helpless to be found by one of our own and bring him or her back here to rest rejuvenate, learn, play and prepare for their adult journey.”
“We are your parents. We are the ones who had you and lived for a time with you in the other world. We told you stories of this place and of us so that when the time was right, you would know to come and find me in the beach,” Alana continued.
Anna looked at Alana and Rembrandt for a long time as she absorbed all that she had just been told. She knew in her heart that everything they had told her was true. Tears streamed down her cheeks; tears of joy; tears to wash away the sadness of the other world.
Alana came over to her and wrapped her golden arms around her and Anna’s own skin began to change and glow the golden hue. Rembrandt took them both into his arms and held them close. There they sat well into the night.
For the first time since her parents left her in the other world, Anna slept deeply, fully, and if she dreamed, it was wondrous and lovely.
When morning came, Alana and Rembrandt were still there. Anna looked at them and knew that this was not a dream; that she was finally home. Alana came over and gave her a gentle kiss and Rembrandt picked her up and held her tight.
“Let’s go eat,” he said. “I’m starving and there is much to do and more to tell you.”
In the clearing they sat at a table and ate a wonderful feast of foods. Anna met George, Peter and Julia again. And she met many other Golden Kelpies. While they each looked different, they all had glowing golden skin and hair like the setting sun. Ann looked down at herself and she wondered why her skin didn’t glow if she really was a Golden Kelpie too.
Chapter Five -- Meeting Lila
Her mother noticed and said that it was time to go for a walk. They headed along a different path that took them along the back side of the mountain. There were birds that landed on Alana’s arm and whistled their lovely song. Rabbits and deer came up to Rembrandt and seemed to be speaking with him. Rembrandt looked them in the eye, but as far as Anna could tell, he never spoke a word. After a time each animal seemed to nod and wander back into the woods. It seemed that they had met every animal that lived in the land by the time they reached the far side of the lake with the waterfall. Here the flowers were even more brilliant in color and scent. They had not spoken much on the walk. Alana would point out the various plants and birds and paths, but mostly it was just a peaceful walk to see and experience all that they could see.
Once they reached the lake, Rembrandt gave a loud hoot that broke the quiet. He ran and dove into the calm lake gliding below the surface to come up almost at the middle of the lake. “Come in, the water is wonderful,” he bellowed.
Alana and Anna moved more slowly. Alana’s dive into the water barely made a ripple and Anna tipped her toe in to test the water. When she pulled it out her toe was as golden as her mother’s skin. With that she cannon balled in the lake and laughed and laughed. Her skin was turning golden and her hair glittered like a perfect sunset before her eyes. Anna thought she could stay in the lake forever.
While they splashed and played, a woman appeared on the far side of the lake. Rembrandt spotted her first.
“Lila,” he called. “It is so good to see that you have made it back safely. Join us. Anna needs to hear your story.”
Anna turned to look at the woman, and she recognized the Aunt who she had lived with in the other world. As Lila dove into the water, her skin began to glisten and her hair began to change. Anna recognized her as the school teacher where she watched and learned how to read. Anna didn’t know what to say or think. How could this be? Her Aunt had not been kind to her, the teacher never tried to help her. How could this be one woman and how could she also be a Golden Kelpie?
Once they reached the lake, Rembrandt gave a loud hoot that broke the quiet. He ran and dove into the calm lake gliding below the surface to come up almost at the middle of the lake. “Come in, the water is wonderful,” he bellowed.
Alana and Anna moved more slowly. Alana’s dive into the water barely made a ripple and Anna tipped her toe in to test the water. When she pulled it out her toe was as golden as her mother’s skin. With that she cannon balled in the lake and laughed and laughed. Her skin was turning golden and her hair glittered like a perfect sunset before her eyes. Anna thought she could stay in the lake forever.
While they splashed and played, a woman appeared on the far side of the lake. Rembrandt spotted her first.
“Lila,” he called. “It is so good to see that you have made it back safely. Join us. Anna needs to hear your story.”
Anna turned to look at the woman, and she recognized the Aunt who she had lived with in the other world. As Lila dove into the water, her skin began to glisten and her hair began to change. Anna recognized her as the school teacher where she watched and learned how to read. Anna didn’t know what to say or think. How could this be? Her Aunt had not been kind to her, the teacher never tried to help her. How could this be one woman and how could she also be a Golden Kelpie?
Chapter Six -- Lila's Story
“Hello Anna,” Lila said. “I am so glad to see that you made it back here safely. I know that you think I did not care for you in the other world. That was my job. I was there to watch over you and make sure that you were safe and that you had what you needed to survive. I was not to give you physical love and attention and I was to let you discover the other world on your own. You need to know that when you were in trouble, I was there for you. The day that you fell on the rocks, I was the one to carry you to the hospital.”
Anna stared at her and remembered that day. But the person who carried her to the hospital was a man.
“Yes,” Lila said knowing what Anna was thinking. “It was me disguised as a man. You see one of my gifts is to change my appearance so that I can better watch over my charges in the other world. It is a difficult task to be there, but to appear as if I do not care. But that was my life’s work; to protect the little ones during their time in the other world and help them to see the hardness of life so that they can appreciate the goodness when they are ready to go back.
“You were my most difficult case. You were so small and so sweet. For a long time you tried to crack my hard shell. How I wanted to take you in my arms and hold you each night so that you would sleep. When you did sleep, I would remind you of your family here and tell you the stories that your parent’s had told you. It was the only thing that I could do.
“I hope that you can understand my role in your childhood. I hope that we can become friends and spend time together here.”
As Anna listened to Lila’s story she could remember all the times that someone had been there for her when she most needed it. She knew that while Lila was teaching the school children, she was teaching her too. When she got lost one day there was a woman who helped her find her way home. She remembered dreaming about this place; the lake, the clearing where they ate, the little wooden house. She knew that everything that Lila said was true and that even though she never held her, or gave her much clothing, that she had loved and cared for her over the years.
Anna looked at Lila, she looked at Rembrandt and Alana and she could see that they were waiting for her to decide. It was her choice. She swam over to Lila and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek.
“I’m sorry that you have had such a hard life,” Anna began. “I would like to be friends. You need to be loved now, too.”
There in the lake, Anna, Lila, Alana, and Rembrandt came together. Their skin glowed golden with joy and love. The butterflies flitted from flower to flower, the dragonflies and damsel flies flew around the lake and the birds joined together singing a beautiful tune.
Anna stared at her and remembered that day. But the person who carried her to the hospital was a man.
“Yes,” Lila said knowing what Anna was thinking. “It was me disguised as a man. You see one of my gifts is to change my appearance so that I can better watch over my charges in the other world. It is a difficult task to be there, but to appear as if I do not care. But that was my life’s work; to protect the little ones during their time in the other world and help them to see the hardness of life so that they can appreciate the goodness when they are ready to go back.
“You were my most difficult case. You were so small and so sweet. For a long time you tried to crack my hard shell. How I wanted to take you in my arms and hold you each night so that you would sleep. When you did sleep, I would remind you of your family here and tell you the stories that your parent’s had told you. It was the only thing that I could do.
“I hope that you can understand my role in your childhood. I hope that we can become friends and spend time together here.”
As Anna listened to Lila’s story she could remember all the times that someone had been there for her when she most needed it. She knew that while Lila was teaching the school children, she was teaching her too. When she got lost one day there was a woman who helped her find her way home. She remembered dreaming about this place; the lake, the clearing where they ate, the little wooden house. She knew that everything that Lila said was true and that even though she never held her, or gave her much clothing, that she had loved and cared for her over the years.
Anna looked at Lila, she looked at Rembrandt and Alana and she could see that they were waiting for her to decide. It was her choice. She swam over to Lila and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek.
“I’m sorry that you have had such a hard life,” Anna began. “I would like to be friends. You need to be loved now, too.”
There in the lake, Anna, Lila, Alana, and Rembrandt came together. Their skin glowed golden with joy and love. The butterflies flitted from flower to flower, the dragonflies and damsel flies flew around the lake and the birds joined together singing a beautiful tune.
Chapter Seven -- Constellations
One evening, Anna, Alana, Rembrandt, and Lila took a walk around the island. They walked on lush paths that went through grasses waving in the breeze, past a field of corn and through a forest dense with ancient Redwoods. When they came out of the forest they arrived at a sandy beach. The sun was low in the sky and the blue was turning pinks, oranges, reds, lavenders, and purples. They sat in the warm sand and watched the sun set into to ocean. The colors in the sky slowly disappeared and the indigo night was bright with stars.
Rembrandt built a fire and they camped on the beach. Alana and Lila made a dinner of fish and berries and they sat around the crackling fire while Rembrandt told stories about the constellations.
He would lie on his back and point to a series of stars low on the horizon and say in his deep voice, “That is whale. He is breaching out of the ocean rising into the sky collecting all if the stories of mother earth. He can see as well above the water as he can below the surface. He knows the truth. He watches and he listens, and when he collects all of the story he dives back into the ocean and begins his song. As he dives, another whale rises up into the sky to collect the next part of the story and so on and so on. The story has no end. It will go on for eternity and goes back to the beginning of time.”
And then there was silence.
After a while Lila took up the story telling. She pointed in another direction picking out another series of stars and in her soft voice as gentle as a breeze she said, “That is hummingbird. She moves in all directions, her wings fluttering so fast that when she is next to you it sounds like the buzz of a bee. She is happiness itself. Her iridescent colors exude joy. She flies as if she is dancing and when you listen carefully you can hear her happy chirp. She reminds us to go through life with joy and gusto and to change direction as needed.”
This time in the silence, Anna lays her head in her mother’s lap and falls into a peaceful sleep.
Rembrandt built a fire and they camped on the beach. Alana and Lila made a dinner of fish and berries and they sat around the crackling fire while Rembrandt told stories about the constellations.
He would lie on his back and point to a series of stars low on the horizon and say in his deep voice, “That is whale. He is breaching out of the ocean rising into the sky collecting all if the stories of mother earth. He can see as well above the water as he can below the surface. He knows the truth. He watches and he listens, and when he collects all of the story he dives back into the ocean and begins his song. As he dives, another whale rises up into the sky to collect the next part of the story and so on and so on. The story has no end. It will go on for eternity and goes back to the beginning of time.”
And then there was silence.
After a while Lila took up the story telling. She pointed in another direction picking out another series of stars and in her soft voice as gentle as a breeze she said, “That is hummingbird. She moves in all directions, her wings fluttering so fast that when she is next to you it sounds like the buzz of a bee. She is happiness itself. Her iridescent colors exude joy. She flies as if she is dancing and when you listen carefully you can hear her happy chirp. She reminds us to go through life with joy and gusto and to change direction as needed.”
This time in the silence, Anna lays her head in her mother’s lap and falls into a peaceful sleep.
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