“Find, find, find.”, I said giggling.
Angel ran here and ran there. Excited. The aim was simple. Find three balls. Seems simple. Quite not. I twist almost everything; how could’ve I left this?
“Al I got only one ball.”, she said and I smiled big.
“Throw it.”, I said and she did and…
And the ball turned to dust revealing a paper.
Cinderella once she lost her shoe,
With me you have your next clue.
“What is this Al?”, she said and her excitement dissipated.
“A clue.”, I said.
“You knew I won’t be able to solve this. You won. I forfeit.”
“No no no. I will help you na. I am helping, I am helping. Don’t give up.”
“Really?”, she said looking dubious.
“Yes. Yeah why not.”, I said relieved. “Cinderella lost her what?”
“Shoe.”, you said.
“And where you don’t look anything which is mine? The shoerack!”
“Really?”, you ask.
“Yes.”, I said. I know it was a bit far fetched but I know you’d believe me.
You run to my shoerack and find a box with yet another note. You made a face but I insisted you to read it.
She lost her shoe but so not true,
I stole it off to give to you.
“What’s inside the box Al?”, you asked.
“I got you Converse high tops. Green ones.”, I said and it made you smile huge.
Sometimes giving a surprise is difficult.