For St. Patrick’s Day this year Fiona O’Donnell would capture a leprechaun.
“You’ll be chasing after rainbows,” Patrick warned her.
Fiona smiled, pulling a box from beneath her bed. “That’s precisely what I’ll do,” she assured him, as she dragged the box through the rain across the back yard. Patrick trailed after her. They walked till they reached the bridge across Golden Creek.
“This is where he’ll come.” She hid under the bridge, pulling Patrick out of the rain with her. She took a silver blanket from her box and wrapped it around them. “Great-great Aunt Molly says this’ll make him think we’re part of the creek,” she explained.
They waited. Fiona pulled a horn from the box and blew on it. “Great-great Grandpa Shaughan says this’ll beckon him close enough to catch.”
They waited. She lifted a silver tray piled high with sweets. “Great-great Uncle Cavanaugh says he’ll be hungry when he comes.”
They waited. When the rain was gone, if you peeked through the trees, what a sight you’d behold: Fiona and Patrick sitting on a silver blanket and with a horn by their side, eating cream puffs with a little man dressed in green, under the rainbow.
Elaine Hanna is a writer from Indianapolis, IN. Hanna writes primarily for young adults, but enjloys a picture book every now and again. She is currently preparing her first Young Adult fiction novel, High Water, for publication.
© 2008 Elaine Hanna. Original for CCF (Hanna grants CCF first electronic rights for one month; CCF may archive the material indefinitely and include it in an eBook anthology).
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