“The Good Luck Train”

Lenny the Leprechaun was down on his luck.  He was beaten up by thieves who stole his pot of gold from him.  His green suit was dirty.  His green hat was crushed.  His black shoes were scuffed.  He was walking down the road, and he saw Phoebe the Fairy sitting on a bench crying.  He walked closer and saw her dirty green dress, and her leg and bare feet were covered in dirty with dirt between her toes.  He stepped closer, and he noticed one of her wings were broken.

            “What happened to you?” He was worried.

            “What happened to you?” She peeked at him.

            “I was beaten up by thieves.  My pot of gold was stolen from me.”

            “I was flying around, and I was hit by a passing jet.  I fell hard into a pile of mud, and I broke my wing.”

            Lenny sat next to her and gave her a big hug.  He looked up.  “Is that Saint Patrick?”

            Phoebe saw Saint Patrick coming towards them.  “It is.”

            “Hello my great friends.  You both look very troubled.”  He walked up to them.

            “I was beaten and robbed,” Lenny said.

            “I was hit by a jet and knocked hard to the ground, and my wing is broken.  Now I cannot fly.”  Phoebe wept.

            “Fear not my great friends.  The Good Luck Train will be arriving soon on its way to Restorationville.  We must hurry to catch the train.”

            They hurried their way to the train station, and the Good Luck Train arrived as the approached the platform.  The boarded the train, and the train headed on its way.  Days later, they arrived in Restorationville.

            “Come with me.  I will take you to be restored.”

            Saint Patrick took them to the Halls of Restoration.  Lenny and Phoebe walked through the halls.  When they came out on the other side, Lenny’s seat was shining.  Phoebe’s dress was shining.  Her wings were restored.  She peeked down at her feet and saw that they were shiny with no dirt in her toes.  She jumped, and she was flying.

            “Now you have been restored.  Let us return home.”  Saint Patrick smiled.

            The returned to the Good Luck Train.  They watched as Restorationville went out of sight.

            “No matter where you are, you can always catch the train to Restorationville.”  Saint Patrick informed them.

            “Thank you,” they said.

            Wishing everyone a Happy Saint Patrick’s Day.