Stairs to Climb

“We’re almost there, can’t you move any faster?” Kali said.

“Hurry, Kelm, we have to go. Faster, Kelm, we’ve stairs to climb. What’s taking so long, Kelm? I’m sick of you complaining. Go on without me and leave me in peace,” cried her brother.

Kali’s eyes watered over. “We promised Nana we would offer thanks before sunrise,” replied the boy sister.

Kelm shook his head as he picked up his pace. The twins reached the summit as dawn spread its vale across the valley below.

“I brought her favorite, cinnamon squish bread. We need to place it at the stone’s base and offer thanks,” Kali said.

“I’ve brought Nana’s tablecloth. Let me set it down,” Kelm told his sister.

The girl placed the bread on the cloth, and the two children knelt before the ancient stone.

“Hello, ancient ones. Here is something for our Nana. Please make sure she gets it. If there is extra, you may have some too,” the girl whispered.

“Nana, we miss you and hope you are happy with the old ones. Please thank them for the rain and weather,” said the boy.

The twins waited until the sun had risen above the horizon before heading home. “Next year we should bring a picnic lunch and stay longer,” Kali said.

“As long as we have plenty of sandwiches and moon pies,” remarked Kelm.

“I hope it doesn’t rain,” said the girl

“It won’t, Nana will see to that,” said her brother with a smile.

The twins walked down the stairs, lost in thought about their Nana and the memories held in their hearts.

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