The Twelve Pixies - Part Forty-Six by Joanne Morris Okano

     Suddenly a young woman named Bebe came driving by on the road at the edge of the meadow.  She slowed down, looking unsure.  She stopped.  One of her tires had gone caput.
     She called up to the pixies.
     "Can you help me, please?  I'm stranded.  My tire needs changing and I don't know how to do such a thing."
      "Certainly, Madam," said Madagascar, and set to work.  The other pixies all stood around and told him what to do, or what they thought he should do.  Soon the work was finished.  Bebe thanked the handsome Madagascar.
     "I just live around the corner," she smiled.  He noticed she was short.

TO BE CONTINUED