The Best Easter Egg Hunt Ever
This week's Sunday Scribblings writing prompt is "treats." Here is my story...
For more than a month now, five year old Sophie had been dancing with excitement over Easter which was soon to arrive. She was old enough to remember the Easter egg hunts of previous years, with colored eggs and candy scattered thru the field of prairie grass surrounding their little house in the country. "It's going to be the best Easter egg hunt ever," she exclaimed day after day. Unbeknown to Sophie, her mother had carefully hidden Easter treats high in the kitchen cabinet in preparation for Easter morning.
Then, just ten days before Easter, Sophie's father picked her up from daycare on his way from work and headed home. They pulled into the yard to find a Sheriff's car waiting for them. Sheriff Taylor, a near neighbor and friend, walked soberly toward their car and Sophie's dad knew from his face that something was terribly wrong.
"Run inside and play with your kitten, Sophie, her dad said, I'll be there in just a minute." The little girl ran up the steps and in the door, as Sheriff Taylor turned to her father and gave him the tragic news that his wife had been hit by a semi truck on her way home from work, and had been killed instantly. He put his arm around his friend, and said he'd be there to help him any way he could. There was nothing more to say.
The next days were a blur of tears and people coming and going. Little Sophie didn't really understand what was happening, why Daddy was so sad, and why Mommy was now in Heaven and never coming home. At nights she sat on her Daddy's lap as he read her stories and held her close, and hoped that someday soon he would hear her laugh again.
As Easter weekend neared Sophie tentatively asked, "Will the Easter Bunny still come if Mommy is gone? Will he know I'm still here?" Sophie's dad choked back tears as he assured her that The Easter Bunny would definitely remember where she lived from last year, and he knew how good she had been all this time. Reassured, Sophie went to bed smiling.
As soon as she was asleep her Dad placed a call to Sheriff Taylor and his wife. "I need a little help with dying eggs and hiding candy for Sophie on Easter morning", he said "I don't want to risk her waking up early and not finding me in the house." His neighbors gladly volunteered their services, and Sophie's dad put the Easter candy his wife had purchased outside in his truck on Easter Eve where they could find it easily.
Easter morning shined bright and beautiful. Sophie quickly put on the new Easter dress her Grandma had sent her. She went to her dad who brushed her hair and tied in a lovely blue satin bow... the one she had chosen because "It was Mommy's favorite color." Hand in hand they walked out onto the porch to find a big empty basket waiting on the step... a matching blue bow tied tightly around the handle.
"Take the basket and see what you can find in the yard," Sophie's Dad said smiling, and Sophie dashed off across the grass. Her father watched as she squealed with delight holding up brightly colored eggs and wrapped candy for him to see, and he marveled at how easily she seemed to locate the well-hidden treats. He noticed that she seemed to be laughing and talking as she went, and it did his heart good to see her having such a fun time. How he wished his wife was there to share this, the ache inside him was almost too much to bear.
In a short while Sophie returned to the porch, grinning with pleasure, basket overflowing with wonderful treasures. "Wow, Sophie, that's amazing" her Dad said ,"How did you find so many eggs?"
The little girl looked up at her father, eyes shining, face radiant with joy ... "Didn't you see Mommy helping me? She helped me find the eggs!"