Friday Fictioneer: Butterflies

“It’s a flower,” Lydia insisted.flowers-with-ice-janet-webb-2

“Butterflies,” Lisa contradicted.

They’d had this endless conversation more times than Lydia wanted to remember.

“Why butterflies?” Lydia asked.

“Magic. They’re here to guide us to a magical adventure.”

Lisa had been like this since Lydia gave her that Disney book of fairytales for her fifth birthday.

“You have to believe,” Lisa said, full of excitement.

At 16, she showed no signs of growing up.

Lydia reached out to pick the flower and disprove the butterfly theory.

Hundreds of butterflies exploded into a ribbon of butterflies flying North.

“I told you!” Lisa squealed. “Let’s follow them.”

The End

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