“Stella,” said Autumn Elf to his younger sister. “We should go visit Frankton. We haven’t seen him in a few weeks.”
“Yes,” said Stella. “Let’s go do that.”
Frankton is an elderly elf that Stella and Autumn Elf like and respect. Frankton lives by himself so Stella and Autumn Elf stop by frequently to make sure he is okay and also to help him with chores.
It started out as a warm autumn day but as Autumn Elf and Stella kept walking towards Frankton’s house, the weather took a turn for the worse. By the time they reached Frankton’s, it was snowing and very windy.
“Maybe we should go back home,” said Stella.
“I was thinking the same thing,” said Autumn Elf. “However we are almost there.”
Autumn Elf and Stella arrived at Frankton’s. Autumn Elf grabbed the snow shovel and shoveled Frankton’s walkway. Stella went inside to see Frankton.
“Autumn Elf,” called Stella a few minutes later. “Come quick. Frankton is ill.”
“Oh dear,” said Autumn Elf, putting the shovel down and going into Franklin’s house
“I think we need to call an ambulance,” said Autumn Elf, seeing the condition of Frankton.
“An ambulance will never make it down this road with all that snow,” said Stella.
“You call the ambulance,” said Autumn Elf. “I will take care of the weather. I am, after all, Autumn Elf.”
Autumn Elf went back outside. He stood in the middle of the road. He stood up as tall as he could and stretched his arms up in the air. He let the cold air infiltrate the veins on his leafy body. His veins pumped out the cold air as hot air. Pretty soon, the snow stopped falling and it melted from the road. The ambulance came and took Frankton to the hospital.
“You saved my life,” said Frankton, a few days later, when he was feeling better.
“It was no big deal,” said Autumn Elf. “I am just glad you are okay.”
“I am doing much better,” said Frankton. “I am very proud of you and what you did for me. Thank you.”
“You are welcome,” said Autumn Elf.
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