That's the Way to Do IT

That’s the Way to Do It

“How can you say that, let alone believe it?” Dan said.

“What do you mean? It’s true,” said his younger brother, Andy, frowning. “How can you not believe it?”

“Because I’ve never seen it.”

“Well, I have.”

“You saw a bird look in that window?”

“Like right now!”

Dan whipped around and looked. “There’s no bird there.”

“You scared it off! Don’t whirl around so fast.”

“You’re full of malarkey,” Dan stomped off.

Andy turned back to the window, there was the bird again. “Why do you do this?” he asked.

Suddenly a voice was in his head, “I have been sent to watch over you, not your brother,” the voice said.

“So, you are a bird, but only I ever see you?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know, I’m just a bird! I just do what I’m told.”

“Huh, well how about what I tell you, would you have to do that too?”

“No, I don’t work for you,” the voice said, snottily.

“Well then, I’m going to make your job harder!” he stomped off.

Andy became very famous even in his early life with his scary actions. His parents had a fit every time he did something crazy and Dan tried to pretend he wasn’t related to him.

Finally, at eighty-six years old, he met the bird one last time. “So, how did I do?”

“You fulfilled your destiny, I am leaving now.”

“What did I do?” he asked.

“I can’t tell you,” said the bird, laughing as it flew away.

“That’s a stupid story Grammie…” Lisa said, frowning.

“I told you I wasn’t very good at made up stories.”

“Well, I believe you now. So, I guess I do want to go to the Library.”

“Good, me too!” said Grammie, getting her way once again with the six-year-old.