"Ballingrud-SheFoundHeaven" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ballingrud Nathan)

"Oh, yes, hold on one moment. Is this Sally Baxter?"

"Yes."

"Hold on."

Then:

"Yes ?"

"Mrs. Landis?"

"Yes?"

"I'm Sally Baxter, I had the ad about the Heaven."

"Oh, yes! I called you!"

"I know, I --"

"Do you need directions? Would you like me to meet you somewhere? Or would you
rather just mail it? No, I think I'd feel safer if I took it straight from your
hands, that way I could thank you in person!"

"Uh, Mrs. Landis --"

"Call me Ruth."

"Okay, Ruth, look, I'm not sure it belongs to you yet."

". . . oh."

"I'm sorry, but I've been getting a lot of calls for it, and I need some more
information before I can figure out who lost this particular piece. Do you
understand?"

"Yes, I suppose so. You can't go around giving it to just anybody." "No. So,
could you, uh, could you describe it to me?"

And she did. She said it was small, about a foot long (she was only an old woman
and didn't need much space to move around in), and it had big green winds and
smelled of lilacs. It made you feel warm to touch it, she said, and yes, it had
probably suffered a little crumpling when it had fallen out of her husband's
body, along with his spirit.

Sally sighed and said, "Ruth, I'm not sure this is yours. There aren't any big
green winds, and I smell no lilacs. On the contrary, when I smell it, I smell
Ireland. Have you ever been to Ireland, Ruth?"

"No."