Little Melanie or “Melly” as her Grand Papa called her, was standing very still, peeking through the sliding glass door that led out to, and in from, the garden. She was watching her also very still “Papa” sitting at his computer. He was supposed to be writing one of his “Silly Grandpa” stories but hadn’t moved a finger the entire time that she had stood there watching him.
Finally she quietly slid open the door and tiptoed in behind him.”He must be deep in thought” she thought to herself as she got close enough to view the absolutely empty computer screen.
“Hi Papa!” she softly spoke, not wanting to startle her silly Grandpa.
She had to repeat “Hi” again and he finally lifted his head and turned it toward her with a smile.
“Oh…hey Melly…how’r you doin’?”
“Great…are you writing a new story today?”
“Well…I’m trying to…but I sort of ran out of any ideas.”
“Maybe I can help.”
He looked at her and started to slowly nod his head. “Well, just maybe you could Dear. Any ideas for a good story?”
“Not exactly…but I know what kind of stories that I’d like to read.”
“Oh…and what kind are they?”
“Well…happy ones. Nobody is sad and no one gets hurt and it has a very happy ending.”
“My…I’m not sure I’ve ever read a story like that before.”
“Well…neither have I and so…I think that you should write one. The first story of it’s kind Papa.”
“But kids like adventure and intrigue and overcoming evil and conquering bad stuff and twists and turns and….”
“Sorry to interrupt Papa…but the totally happy story would be a great change from all of those hero stories that are all different yet all the same.”
“Well…I tell you what!” …and then Papa got up from his chair and guided Melly into his seat in front of his computer keyboard…”Why don’t you write me one of your Happy stories!”
“Oh Papa….really…?”
“Absolutely …are you happy now?”
“Oh very very happy Papa…and you?”
“I’m happy too!”
So Melly and Papa were the happiest they had been in quite some time.
And this is the story that I wrote him.
Signed…A VERY HAPPY MELLY