The
Promise
“What
a beautiful, double rainbow!” thought Kelly, the young colleen from Killarney,
as she headed for the bridge beside the pond. “I hope my Prince is there.”
Meanwhile,
the green frog who Kelly had dubbed Prince, was already there, sunning himself on the
rock.
“That
double rainbow reflection in the water reminds me of glittering diamonds. Maybe
I should give Kelly an engagement ring, but how does a frog like me give a
princess like her an engagement ring? Would she even accept an engagement ring
from me?”
Both
of them were in the thoughts of Timothy O’Leary, the good leprechaun-cobbler
who dwelt in the passageway beneath the castle.
“I
wonder how the relationship between that green frog and Kelly is progressing. I
really hope that they fall in love. It would solve a lot of problems.”
Timothy
had recently given Kelly three gold coins and thus, three wishes. (She
immediately wished for a prince.) Then, he had promised the green frog that he
would try to undo a bad leprechaun’s spell, so that he could become a person
again. Timothy knew that even good-leprechaun’s promises take time to work
out.
“I
have the luck of the Irish.”
On a
double-rainbow morning like this, Timothy knew he could collect four pots of
gold coins easily. There were always dozens of gold coins at the end of a rainbow.
Thus, he sang happily, as he went about his work.
“I
will never run out of gold coins for our young Irish folks, or shoes to repair.
Maybe in time, people will hold the good leprechauns in high esteem and learn
to love us. It is difficult to undo the damage the mischievous leprechauns have
done to people over the years.”
“Time
to go see that frog and Kelly,” said Timothy to himself.
“Maybe
I should give Kelly a four-leaf clover, instead of an engagement ring,” thought
Prince, as he waited for Kelly beside the pond.
“Do
I have kiss Prince, to turn him into a young man?” wondered Kelly, as she
reached the bridge. “I have never kissed a frog before.”
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