A Toll Bridge
“Something strange is going on around here,” said Me, owner and creator of Storyland. “All the Storyland characters are acting a bit strange.”
Me sat down on the sofa and looked at the news stories posted on her phone.
“No wonder everyone is acting strange,” said Me. “What is Creepy Creature thinking? He can’t charge people a toll to cross the bridge! Guess I am going to Banff to straighten this matter out.”
Me drove from Kelowna, BC to Banff, Alberta. It was a warm summer day so it was a nice day to go for a drive.
“That will be a loonie,” said Creepy Creature, as Me walked up to the bridge, once she arrived in Banff.
“A loonie!” Me shouted. “There is no way I am going to pay a dollar to cross a bridge that is supposed to be free.”
“It isn’t free anymore,” said Creepy Creature.
“I would like to know under whose authority that this bridge is now a toll bridge,” stated Me, in a strict, matter-of-fact tone of voice.
“I would like to know who made you the boss,” said Creepy Creature. “Are you the owner of this bridge? Are you the owner of Storyland?”
“As a matter of fact,” said Me. “Yes, I am the owner of this bridge and yes, I am the owner of Storyland.”
“Oh,” said Creepy Creature, sheepishly.
“Just why were you charging a toll for this bridge?” asked Me.
“I don’t have any money,” said Creepy Creature.
“I see,” said Me. “I have an idea. I am actually looking to hire someone to clean this bridge. It pays $10 per day. Would you be interested?”
“I’ll take the job,” said Creepy Creature.
Creepy Creature did a wonderful job cleaning the bridge. It gave him some money and it kept him out of trouble.
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