A Fairy

“For the last time, get off the table!”

“Sorry, daddy,” Odin said, sliding back into his chair. The fairy hovered above him, a green light with wings that zipped this way and that way. He held out his hand for the fairy to land, but it only laughed and flew in some other direction. If only he could reach a little higher, then surely the creature would come to trust him.

“I’m not going to tell you again, get off the table.”

“Okay, daddy.” Odin tried again to reach the fairy, but failed. It went into the ceiling and disappeared.