Thingy Thursday #5

A fascinating object that begged at the chance for a story. 

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     Missy skipped along the path, a bright smile on her face. Today was a good day, and she couldn't be happier.  She saw someone sitting on the curb up ahead.  His shoulders were slumped.  His expression tired. 

     Missy bounced over to him.  "What's wrong?"

He looked up with a start at her young voice.  The man gave some sort of grumbled response, then moved away to ignore her.  Missy sat down on the curb next to him, quiet.  If ever there was anyone who needed comfort, it was this man. 

     "You look like you could use a dose of sunshine," she said.  The man gave her a strange look.  A dose of sunshine?  That's a nice thought, kid, but no thanks.  It's not like sunshine comes as a prescription. 

     The little girl, Missy, reached into her sparkly pink purse and pulled out a packet. 

     "Here," she said, handing it to him.  "Try one."

     The man was skeptical, but he was curious enough to at least SEE what was inside.  His eyes widened at the glowing little pills. 

     "What ARE these?"

     "Sunshine," Missy said simply.  "Have you never had one before?"

     The man was stunned.  No, of course he hadn't!  Sunshine pills were no such thing. 

     "Seriously. What are these?"

     Missy gave a small pout.  "I told you. Sunshine pills."  Well, it was worth a try.  Missy smiled again when the man took one out and swallowed it.  It felt like something warm was glowing inside him.  He couldn't help but smile.  It was as if the pill brightened his entire day. 

     He turned to Missy to thank her, but she was gone.  Left without a trace.  He glanced down at the box of pills, but those were gone as well--replaced with a bag of little yellow candies.  Confused, he stood and looked around. There was no sign of the girl. 

     Maybe it wasn't a girl at all, but an angel.  A little ray of sunshine. 

     He thought he heard the sound of a child crying.  He turned and saw a little boy who had fallen off his bike.  The man glanced down at the candy in his hand.  He smiled.  Maybe he could help brighten the boy's day. 

     And so, the little dose of sunshine lived on. 

God bless,

~Amy Rochelle