Treasure in the Wheatfield

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The sun was starting to set and Lisette needed to get home. She knew she would never make it before dark if she went her normal route, so she decided to take a short cut through the wheat field. As she walked she wondered what she was going to do in the next few months. Her one friend was getting married and moving away. Another friend was moving away due to a job transfer, and Lisette’s job was closing its doors at the end of the month. What was she going to do?

She had moved into an apartment, thinking she would feel a surge of independence, with not being at home anymore. Instead she was often lonely and the bills in her mailbox did nothing to boost her joy about being independent. Why had she been in such a hurry to grow up again?

Lisette sighed, as she looked at the sky, wishing for some magical writing to appear, telling her what to do.

Her foot kicked something, and she heard a ringing sound. What was it? She bent down to look and picked up a cowbell. Hmm…she wondered where it came from. The farmer who owned these fields didn’t have any animals, he just planted wheat.

It looked pretty worn, there was writing on it, but it was too faded to read. It still rang though. Lisette rang it again and suddenly there was lots of purple and pink smoke and she was knocked off her feet. When the smoke cleared, she stood up, looked around and she was …. still in the farmer’s wheat field and still holding on to the cowbell.

“Myra! Myra!”

Lisette turned her head, who was that guy running towards her, and why was he calling her Myra?

He threw his arms around her in a tight embrace.

“I am so glad to see you! You came back!”

Lisette was speechless. Looking around some more, she saw how this wasn’t the same wheat field that she had been in. She noticed the 2 story farmhouse that she hadn’t seen before, with its wraparound porch.

“Mama! Mama!” Lisette looked and saw 4 children running towards her! Oh she was not ready to be a Mom! She shook the bell as hard as she could, and POOF! Purple and pink smoke came again and she was knocked off her feet.

Hearing music, she opened her eyes and she felt herself moving. There was flowing water beside her. She was in a gondola and a gondolier was playing an accordian.

Ahhh! Now this was more like it, thought Lisette. She looked down at the cowbell still in her hand. This may be the most valuable thing she had ever found, she felt like a great adventure awaited her!

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