A Blessing of Unicorns
The Abbotts
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2011 The Abbotts
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Table of Contents
Chapter Two - The Unicorn Room
Chapter Four - Flying With King
Chapter Five - King's Blessing
Chapter Six - The Magic Whistle
Chapter Seven - A Happy Ending
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Chapter One
New Friends
Sarah Brown walked slowly down the dusty road that led from her grandmother’s house to the village of Puddley below. Her cap of brown hair shone in the morning light and her bright green eyes watched the fields and hills with interest. For eight-year-old Sarah was on a search for unicorns!
Sarah had always loved stories and tales about the beautiful and mysterious white horses with their single golden horn in the centre of their forehead. She dreamed of riding one and talking to the magical unicorns. For it was known that they could talk to people they considered friends. So she watched out for the fabled creatures, wherever she went.
She searched for unicorns, as she walked to the village. And she used her little binoculars to look for the shy creatures from her bedroom, at the very top of her grandmother’s house.
Sarah enjoyed staying with her Gran, while her mother and father who were both botanists, trekked through the jungles of South America.
“We’ll soon be back, Sarah!” They both assured her before they left for the airport. “Have an exciting time with Gran!” They waved their pith helmets and blew her kisses.
Sarah missed them both, but she knew that the new plants that they discovered in the jungle could be made into medicines. And these medicines would one day, cure sick people. So she bravely smiled and waved them off with hardly a tear, in her green eyes!
But search as she did, first thing in the morning and last thing at night, she never caught a glimpse of the unicorns. Gran who shared her interest in the magical horses, told her with a twinkle in her warm, brown eyes, “Keep looking, Sarah. And when you least expect it, they will appear!”
Sarah was a little lonely, just living with her Grandmother. It was school holidays at present, but soon the school term would begin. Then she would start classes at the large, grey brick school in Puddley. She wondered if the children, who went there, would be friendly. She hoped so! Sarah had often seen through her binoculars, a boy and two girls playing by the pond at the bottom of the hill. She hoped that they would be there today. If so, she would try to make friends with them. With a smile she hurried faster. It would be good to have friends to play with again!
Yes, the trio were there playing with a small, wooden boat on the pond. Sarah saw a round boy with a freckly face and two red-haired girls, one little and one tall. They watched her silently, as she approached. Sarah smiled at them all. “Hi, I’m Sarah. Can I help you sail the boat?”
“Girls aren’t good at sailing boats!” declared the round boy and pushed the boat out further into the pond with a long stick.
“Oh, George! Now we won’t be able to get it back!” complained the tall girl. She walked away angrily and the three children watched her, as she made her way into the village.
“Wanda’s like that, always cross.” explained the small red-haired girl with a sigh. “Mum says it’s because she’s turning into a teenager! I’m called Daisy Wilson. Come and play with the boat, if we can get it back!”
And so, Sarah joined George and Daisy in trying to get the little boat back to shore.
None of the sticks in the grass beside the pond were long enough to snare the boat. And with the aid of a small breeze, it skimmed along the water’s surface. The children chased it around the pond, trying to snag it on their sticks, but it was always just out of reach.
“We could just wade in, I suppose.” said Sarah. “Is it very deep?”
“Too deep for me!” said George with a frown. He clearly didn’t like to admit that he couldn’t do anything!
“We both can’t swim!” admitted Daisy sadly. George glared at her.
“It’s very cold!” said Sarah putting her fingers in the water and thinking hard. “I’ve had an idea!”
The others looked at her with interest.
“Have you got any string or light rope at home, George?” The round boy nodded yes. “Can you run and get it?” Sarah asked him with a smile. George sighed and ran off to his home which was a few houses down the dusty road.
Daisy and Sarah sat side by side waiting for George’s return. “I’m nine, how old are you?” the small girl shyly asked Sarah. She was dressed in a faded blue dress and a thin grey cardigan.
“I’m nine, too!” said Sarah with a smile. “We may be in the same class at school!”
Daisy smiled back. She was a little shy around the confident Sarah who was dressed so smartly in her brown cord pants and warm, red sweater.
“Is George your brother and Wanda, your sister?” asked Sarah. Daisy nodded. “I’m an only child. My parents are in the Amazon Basin looking for plants.” Sarah ended in a rush.
“I’ve got nine brothers and sisters, but I haven’t got a best friend! Can, we be friends?” said Daisy with a little smile. Sarah thought about this question.