Leap Day

“Do you know what today is?” Goldie asked the two brothers standing on the sidewalk in front of her home.

“Saturday,” nine-year-old Bohannon, and Goldie’s classmate, answered.

“Besides that,” Goldie said, as she rolled her eyes.

Six-year-old Lennox simply shrugged his shoulders, “I dunno.”

“It’s Leap Day,” Goldie proudly announced.

“What’s a Leap Day?” Lennox asked.

“It’s a magical day that only comes around every four years,” she explained.

“It ain’t magical,” Bohannon countered.

“Yes, it is!” Goldie exclaimed.

“Prove it then,” Bohannon challenged.

“Fine, come and stand here on the top step of my porch,” she invited.

Both boys did as she directed.

“Now make a wish about what time period in history you’d like to go back to,” Goldie said.

Bohannon said, “Cowboy times.”

“Dinosaurs!” Lennox cried with excitement.

“Great,” she grinned, “Now all you have to do is make a wish to go there then leap off the porch for it to come true.”

Both boys simultaneously jumped from the porch, vanishing into thin air.

“Well, that’s that,” Goldie proclaimed as she wiped her hands together with great satisfaction.