#28 The doll people

Tom shook the water off his umbrella and opened the garage door.

For a minute he stood dumbstruck. He had only heard of them in his grandmother’s stories.

 

The man was barely 6 inches tall. His tiny hat looked like it was made for a doll. If that wasn’t odd enough he was leading a white elephant on a leash.

“Who are you”, Tom asked curiously.

“We’re lost. Please don’t harm us”, pleaded the little man

“Don’t worry, you can stay here”, said Tom as he thought of what a perfect husband the little man would make for Rhea’s doll.

#27 Chance Encounters

Note: to enjoy this story first read the 3 preceding it. It isn’t a continuation but does have a connection to them. Cheers! 

 

“Hello stranger!”

“Sharon! What a surprise! Where’s Jeff?”

“He’s at home. Yesterday, he decided elephants turn white when they grow old! ”

They laughed as she showed him a picture of the drawing on her phone.

“How’s the hat collection?”

“This one is no.87”

“Wow!”

“Have you met Ryan? We went to art school together.”

“Nice to meet you! I wish I could stay but I’m not carrying an umbrella and the rain looks like it’s going to pour.”

“Here’s mine, let me drop you,”

“That’s really sweet. Thank you!”

Ryan smiled, this wasn’t as hard as he had thought.

 

#24 Hat no.87

“Sorry to intrude but may I ask where you bought that exquisite hat? It’s my sister’s birthday soon and she would love something like that.”’

“It’s from a store around the corner.”

Pretty ones were the easiest to charm. 3 hours and many martinis later Neil dropped the intoxicated lady to a cab.

She didn’t realize he still had her hat. She would probably call for it tomorrow but the number on his card would direct her to the post office.
This was the 87th in his collection. It was doubtlessly a more exciting hobby than collecting stamps and postcards.