The Sara Series
“Uhh, our hair is all clean and now we need to get dried off and tucked into bed.” Mrs. Conwell said changing the subject. When Sara was finished being dried off Mrs. Conwell tucked her into bed.
“Mom, when is Dad going to be home?” Sara asked.
“He will be home soon, Honey.” Mrs. Conwell answered.
“Okay.” Sara said in a tired and sad voice, she really wanted her dad to come and say good night before she fell asleep.
“Good night, Dear.” Mrs. Conwell said, kissing Sara on the forehead.
About 5 minutes later Sara heard the door open downstairs and then she heard it close. Sara wondered if it could be her dad downstairs. She got out of bed to find out if it was her dad. Sara walked to the railing over top of the stairs. She could see his shadow on the wall. She heard her dad talking to her mom. Sara could hear them talking about her birthday, but she didn’t know exactly what about her birthday they were talking about.
“I should probably go say goodnight to Sara”, she heard her dad say.
“Okay, Honey,” Mrs. Conwell said to Mr. Conwell.
“Oh no.” Sara whispered to herself. Sara ran into her room, got in bed, grabbed her blanket and tucked herself in.
“Hi Sara,” Mr. Conwell said as he walked into the room and sat next to her. He never noticed that Sara had been listening to his and Mrs. Conwell’s conversation.
“Hi, Dad.” Sara sat up on her bed.
“How was your day? Did you have fun today?” Mr. Conwell asked.
“Yeah! Today I met a man named Mr. Boxfir. He was putting up posters for the new circus coming to town!” Sara said in an excited voice.
“That’s so cool!” Mr. Conwell said in an also excited voice. That was one of the reasons Sara loved her Dad. He was the most playful man Sara knew.
“Guess what else.” Sara said.
“What?” Mr. Conwell asked with a big smile spread across his face.
“The circus starts tomorrow!” Sara said.
“Awesome!” Mr. Conwell said loudly, but not loud enough to annoy Mrs. Conwell. “Guess what we’re going to do tomorrow.” Mr. Conwell questioned her.
“I don’t know, what?” Sara asked excitedly, with a giant smile.
“We’re going to give cans of food to others who don’t have any food!” Mr. Conwell said. That very moment Sara’s giant smile turned upside down. When Mr. Conwell noticed, he wondered why Sara was upset. For she had never ever gotten upset over helping people before. He decided to ask, “Why are you upset? You usually love to help others?”
“Well, it is just that I… I thought that we would be celebrating mybirthday, not giving our food to others,” Sara answered with a sad tone of voice.
“Oh, it’s not that you don’t want to help. It’s that you don’t think we will celebrate your birthday. Am I correct?” Mr. Conwell questioned.
“Uh huh.” Sara answered, nodding her head.
“But, why do you think that we won’t celebrate your birthday?” Mr. Conwell asked.
“Well, it’s just that I expected you guys to give me stuff, not give others stuff.” Sara told her dad.
“Oh, Honey, we are giving people food,” began her father, “One, to help people who are hungry and starving, and two, because you usually love to help others,” Mr. Conwell said. “It’s just one of our birthday presents to our beautiful and special daughter.”
“Really?” Sara asked as her smile regained.
“Really.” Mr. Conwell answered.
“Well, okay. That’ll be fun.” Sara’s smile grew back and it was brighter than before. That sad moment was no longer sad, but happy. “Does Mom know that we will be going somewhere to give food to people who are hungry?” Sara asked.
“Yes, she does. Actually, did you know that shewas the one that came up with the idea in the first place?” Mr. Conwell questioned with a grin.
“Wow, really? That’s so cool!” Sara said with exhilaration.
“Yep.” Mr. Conwell said. “Guess what else.”
“What else!?” Sara asked in excitement.
“One of the men that I work with is going to be coming with us. Guess what else!” Mr. Conwell said excitedly.
“What else is there, because there is no way that my birthday could be any better?!” Sara asked, still in excitement. “The man that I work with has a daughter that is the same age as you and she also loves to draw and play outside, just like you!” Mr. Conwell said in a super loud and excited way.
“Wow! Really? That’s super-duper!” Sara said in an also very loud and excited way. She might have been a little louder than Mr. Conwell.
“Bill, Sara, what are you guys doing up there?” Sara’s mom asked them from all the way downstairs. They had interrupted Mrs. Conwell.
“We’re just talking about some things, April!” Mr. Conwell told Mrs. Conwell, who was still at the bottom of the stairs.
“Like what kind of things?” Mrs. Conwell said coming up the stairs with an investigative tone of voice.
“Just stuff that we’re going to be doing tomorrow.” Mr. Conwell said.
Then Mrs. Conwell came into Sara’s bedroom and said, “Do you mean giving to others, who are hungry?” Mrs. Conwell put her hands on her hips.
“Yes, how did you know?” Sara asked.
Mrs. Conwell answered, “Well, you may not know this, but…”
End of Chapter 3- The Sara Series – Tomorrow
If you haven’t read Chapter 1 or 2 of The Sara Series by Madison you can find them by clicking the linked pictures below.
The Sara Series by Madison – Chapter 1 – Mr. Boxfir