Butterflies

Reclaiming Her Crown, One Step At A Time

Elia O'loughlin

Noelle was the long-lost daughter everyone had been searched for, yet the family brushed her off and fawned over her stand-in. Tired of scorn, she walked away and married a man whose influence could shake the country. Dance phenom, street-race champ, virtuoso composer, master restorer-each secret triumph hit the headlines, and her family's smug smiles cracked. Father charged back from abroad, mother wept for a hug, and five brothers knelt in the rain begging. Beneath the jeweled night sky, her husband pulled her close, his voice a velvet promise. "They're not worth it. Come on, let's just go home."

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"Ding dong, ding dong." The sound of door bell ringing echoed through the large yet elegant sitting room.

"It's not my turn, " muttered a girl with long red curly hair. She was lying on the sofa with a magazine covering her face.

"Not me either, " a girl with shiny curls yelled from her seat, frantically smashing on her computer. "Hit him, hit him... noooo."

"Then it's me again, " a petite girl rolled her eyes. "Fine, fine." She took her time to the front door. When she opened the door, she found an old lady with a basket.

"Would you like some bracelets?" the old lady offered. "I made them myself."

The petite girl smiled politely and looked into the basket the old lady was holding. She found four silver bracelets with intricate designs, all with butterfly charms.

"It's very pretty, " the petite girl answered politely, yet noncommittally.

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