The following day, Claire visited the clinic, bringing the usual bottle of milk. She made a beeline to the doctor's desk and she gave him a kiss on the cheek. Tim thought it was pretty sweet so he returned her kiss.

Claire sat across his desk and smiled.

"Strawberries are not in season and I know you don't like sweets that much," she said. "But I have something for you. I heard from Elli that you make your own, so I decided to give you one that I made." She brought two bottles of fruit juice and shyly handed one to the doctor. He smiled at her and thanked her. He pulled out a new looking notebook from his desk and showed her the blank pages. "Let's begin," he said.

"What did we see yesterday?" she asked.

"A faerie, a hill, a sailboat and a strawberry."

"So the faerie is our heroine then," she said.

"If that's what you want…"

"Of course! She's the only one that has a mind in those things we saw."

"Of course… Then what?"

"You haven't tried this before have you?"

"No. Your dad was a good father to have thought of this activity."

"We're gonna piece together what we saw."

"How?"

"Think about it: a story always have a hero, a setting and a theme. We already have a hero and a setting."

"We do?"

"yes! The hill!"

"You're right." He scribbled down what she said. "Hero – faerie, setting – hill… do we have to give the hero a name?"

"Hm… not necessarily."

"Right, no names. How does the other two fit in?"

"I dunno, maybe we can load that sailboat with strawberries."

"What would a faerie do with a ship full of strawberries?" he asked.

"I dunno. That doesn't sound so reasonable right?"

"No it doesn't… Hey, we can fill that hill with strawberries!"

"Yeah, a strawberry garden on top of a hill."

"that's good, that's good…" he said. "Can we add other elements to the story other than the sailboat?"

"We can add a river, and a sailor, and just about anything…"

"Hm, good idea."

They made a story about the cloud formations and decided that that would be the book Claire should write about to be given to their little girl when she learns how to read. After hours of debating, they ended up with this story:

There once lived a lonely fairy on top of a hill near a river. She has a garden full of strawberries and birds visit her everyday. She had nobody to talk to other than the animals and talking to them can sometimes be boring. They only talk about worms and flying, but she's not interested in worms, and she would rather fly than talk about flying. She had a lot of strawberries to eat too, but she can't eat them all and it was no fun to eat alone. She would ask the birds to eat them with her but they refused, preferring corn over the sweet fruit.

One day a little blue bird told her that a boat was seen sailing at the river manned by only one sailor. The fairy thought that the person sailing the boat might be hungry and lonely because he was alone in his travels. She then took all of the strawberries with her and flew to the river. She stood by the sandy riverbank and waited for the boat to come. When it did come, she saw that the sailor is remarkably handsome and she fell in love with him at the spot. The sailor saw the fairy at the banks and thought that she looked astonishing.

He docked the boat at the riverbank and went to the fairy's side. The fairy told him that she was very lonely because she was all alone and she had no friends except for the birds. She asked the sailor to be her friend and he accepted saying that he would be glad to be friends with such a beautiful faerie.

To celebrate their newfound friendship, they had a picnic on the riverbank. The fairy said that she would still be alone when the sailor sets sail again and she started to cry. The sailor told the fairy that if she wanted to, he could stay by her side and be his friend forever. The fairy was delighted by this idea and asked the sailor to stay and be her friend forever. He agreed and they both were happy. In due time, the sailor built a house on the hill where the fairy lived and he asked her to marry him. She accepted his offer and married him the week after. They then had a little girl that they loved so much and the three of them lived happily together.

But one day, other faeries came and visited the newly married faerie. They said that faeries her time with the humans is over and she needs to go back to faerieland. The sailor was sad to know that his wife had to leave but his wife calmed him down. She said that he doesn't need to be sad because he will not be alone, he has their little girl to make him happy and remind him of his faerie wife. She also said that she will always love the sailor and their daughter and the strawberries are the proof of that love. She then disappeared without a trace leaving the poor sailor and his daughter alone. But he was not sad because he knows that his wife still loves him even if she's gone and as she said, the strawberries are the proof of her love. And he believes it's true because up the hill never ran out of strawberries and they kept on growing even in winter.

"It doesn't sound like something a child would appreciate," Claire said.

"I guess not, well, let's just make other stories instead."

They tried coming up with other stories but their options were exhausted. It was also getting late so Claire had to go, bringing the notebook with her.

That night, she sat on her dining table and pulled out pieces of paper. She drew the faerie, the hill, the sailboat and the strawberries and colored them in watercolor. When she finished drawing, she kept what she drew and decided to ask Mary to publish her story tomorrow. Claire slept with a smile on her face that night.