Why Me?

Enid Blyton was a suspicious person. Folks claimed he was the most cautious person they had ever met.

“Now, if I take the forest path, I can get home fast, but what if there is a robber there?” said Enid.

Enid would walk a mile around a ladder to avoid bad luck. Sometimes you’d see him wearing three rabbit’s feet and a horseshoe for luck to be sure.

“Today is Wednesday, and the path should be fine. Folks get paid on Friday, so there shouldn’t be robbers,” said Enid.

Each day, Enid would perform his ritual. He sprinkled salt over his shoulder, used holy water, and crossed himself ten times. He did all this to be sure no bad fortune would befall him.

“Mother is waiting for me. I need to take her to the party at Miss Prunish’s. I’d better chance the forest path,” said Enid.

Hurrying down the lane, Enid made good time until he came to the fae bridge and saw the spector.

“No, no, no! I won’t see it,” said Enid, covering his eyes.

What Enid did not want to see was the ghost of William Mucher. William died at the hands of bandits six months earlier.

“Enid, my friend, how are you doing?” asked the spirit.

“Bill, you’re dead, please leave me alone,” cried Enid.

“I need you to do something for me,” said the ghost.

“Anything to make you be on your way?” said Enid.

“Tell my wife to dig under the apple tree,” said William’s ghost.

“Ok, sure, when I see her next,” said Enid.

“You must tell her today or doom will befall you,” cried the spirit.

Enid knew better than to argue with a ghost, so he agreed and headed to Bill’s home.

“Sally, you may think I’m mad,” Enid said to the widow of William. “But your husband’s ghost told me to tell you to dig under the apple tree.”

Unable to lift the heavy maul, the widow asked Enid to help with the digging.

“Mother will have my hide for this,” said Enid as he dug down under the tree.

Clunk, wend the tool. “I’ve hit something,” said Enid.

After unearthing the chest, Enid opened it to find several sacks of gold and William’s land deeds.

“Sally, you seem to have adequate gold. I’ll take my leave and head home now,” said Enid.

Sally stopped Enid and handed him a sack of coins.

Bill would have wanted you to have this to care for your mother,” said Sally.

“Thank you ever so much,” said Enid, who took the coins home.

After that day, Enid’s luck changed, and he stopped being so cautious. He even asked a young lady to the harvest dance. A short time later, Enid married.

Enid never looked back, and to this day, you can’t find a kinder, more helpful hand than Enid’s.

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