“Heather, did you take the honey?”
The little girl withered.
“It was a full jar,” Momma said.
“Well….” Heather fidgeted with her dress.
Momma crossed her arms. “Did you give it to your imaginary friends again?”
Heather looked down.
“How many times have I told you?” her Momma huffed. “It’s a waste of food! We’ll get rats if you keep shoving food under the floorboards!”
She threw her hands up and stomped away.
Heather knelt and lifted the floorboard. “You okay, Scrimrim?” she said to her Brownie friend.
The fairy nodded and smiled, then took another lick of his honey.
©Laura L. Zimmerman 2017