Arms folded on the window sill as sad brown eyes watch the snow fall relentlessly. So much for spring break and getting to the airport,
flustered she flung herself on the couch and sighed loudly.
“No matter how loudly you groan,” Her dad smiled. “You are at the mercy of the weather.”
“It’s not fair you know.” She whined. “I had big plans with my friends and now they are ruined..RUINED!”
“It’s not the end of the world Charlotte.” Her mother chimed in.
“I am pretty sure my social life is nonexistent after this.” Charlotte threw her phone down. “Not even cell service is available.”
“Yeah we noticed that there was no media available right now.” Said her father. “But I am sure it is due to lines being down.”
“You can quit pouting and come put a puzzle together.” Suggested mother.
Charlotte let out a small scream. “I am in crisis and you want to put puzzles together!”
“Knock it off and get over here and make the best of it.”
Charlotte saw the scary tone in her mothers’ face and complied.
“Honey come join us.” Invited mother.
Charlotte saw her dad standing still at the window, his cup shattered against the floor.
Dark blue fabric mixed with oil shone on the smooth steel when applied. As the rag was drawn back and forth, It glistened with well kept pride as aged old hands dabbed the last drops from the instruments body. The cloth and oil were placed back in the dark walnut box and exchanged for a special solution for the lenses that released a mist he longed for everyday. Taking the red cloth out he smoothed out the streaks and polished the glass to perfection. Once his tools were placed back in the box he adjusted the settings on the knobs and watched his love.
“Get that beast on the ramp!” Yelled Grady. “Make sure to secure the box or there will be hell to pay!”
The lackeys struggled with the chains as the creature fought to free itself of this indignation.
A blackened hoof connected with a jaw and the heavy thud upon the ground meant one more down.
Grady pulled the cat o nine and the beasts nostrils flared and a low growl emanated from its gut, that caused great pause with the workers.
The chains slacked and gnashing of teeth and hooves brought even more hunters down.
“Ah hell!” Grady cursed as he looked into the eyes of the man eater. “Damn Unicorns.”