accident. This had brought Donna to live on the
island, until the day she went off to college, never to return
except for an occasional visit.
“Why is your house so big, Queen Abigail?
You could fit our whole house in
your living room and dining room,” Melissa teased.
“Yeah, this is bigger than the fancy hotel
we stayed in when we went on vacation last time,” Cassy said as she
looked around the large room.
Abigail looked into the faces of her sweet
great-grandchildren and realized they were correct. “You know
something, it is rather large. I’ve lived here so long that I no
longer notice.”
“How long have you lived here?” Aaron
asked.
“Let me think for a moment. I would say that
I have lived here for over seventy years. Oh my, have the years
flown by so quickly.” Abigail laughed to herself at realizing how
long she had lived in this house.
“Wow, seventy years; you must be really old ,” Aaron shook his head, trying to
understand how old she must be.
“Aaron, that’s not nice to say,” Melissa
scolded him.
“That’s quite alright. As a matter of fact,
my handsome Prince, I am old. I turned eight-four-years-old just
last month,” Abigail saw the shocked look on Aaron’s face and could
not help but feel love in her heart. “On the other hand, I must
admit that having you children here with me makes me feel much
younger.”
“And we’re glad to be here with you, Queen
Abigail,” Melissa said as she stepped forward and gave Abigail a
hug.
“You are such a sweet little Princess,
Melissa,” Abigail said as she returned the hug.
Seeing the joy on their great-grandmother’s
face, Cassy, and Aaron both
stepped forward and joined in on the hugs.
“Oh my, I am such a lucky Queen to have my special little Prince and
Princesses here with me.”
Once they finished sharing hugs, they had
decided to continue their tour of the house.
“What’s in this room?” Cassy asked as she
ran toward the large oak door with the shiny brass doorknob.
“This is my favorite room in the house,” her
eyes lit up with joy, as she walked to the door and opened it. She
then stepped aside, allowing the children to enter.
“Wow, you have your own library,” Cassy
cried out.
“Look at all these books,” Melissa said as
she walked over to the long shelf, filled with books.
Aaron though was not as impressed. He stood in place and just
looked around the room with the look of someone who wanted to be
anywhere else but there.
“What’s wrong, my Prince? Don’t you like
books?” Abigail asked as she
rested her hand on his shoulder.
“No, not really,” Aaron whispered not
wanting to upset her.
“Maybe we can find one in here that you
would enjoy. Let’s see, do you like pirates?” Abigail laughed when
she saw the excited look appear on Aaron’s face.
“I may know just the book for you, my
Prince.” She offered him her hand.
Aaron took Abigail by the hand. “Will it
have sword fights and buried treasure?”
“Oh yes, and much more.” Abigail had read
his book many times over the years and had enjoyed it greatly.
“Queen Abigail, what’s this book?” Cassy
asked as she looked at the strange looking book locked inside of a
glass case.
Abigail walked toward the table in the
center of the library with the glass case holding the unusual
looking book. “My grandfather brought that to me from a far off
land when I was about your age. It’s old
and very fragile , so it must stay in that glass case for its
protection.”
“But can’t we read it?” Melissa asked.
“No, it must never be taken from that case.
There are hundreds of other books for you to enjoy, but I’m sorry,
that book is not one of them.” Abigail could see the look of
disappointment in the girl’s eyes, but she held firm. “Now, let’s
continue on our tour of the house.”
They all turned and walked toward the large
oak door and as Abigail held the door open, Cassy glanced back at
the strange book locked inside of