So our heroine and her companion eventually found themselves in the doorway of their shop. Suffice to say, it was everything horrid that you were likely thinking it would be. I could go into great detail and describe the horror that both girls felt as they gazed upon the disaster that lay before them. I could also share every icky moment as they cleaned the shop from top to bottom – finding that at some point, it had been used as a shelter for pigs and it would also appear as a makeshift outhouse. I could recount the screaming that ensued when a great pack of fat rats, disturbed by the cleaning, went scurrying around the room, squeaking in fright. The rats, not the girls – they were too busy screaming. At least Kelley was. Theodora, after her first shriek, stood on a stool, laughing at the sight. I could also make you weep with pity as I described how utterly low poor Kelley felt as she grew filthier and more ripe by the moment.
But what purpose would this serve? That would be boring and take too long and we have far more important things to get to! So, let’s just pretend that you’ve been fully informed as to the toils and great length of time that Kelley and Theodora put in to finally make the Soapies shop a place fit for human inhabitation.
At last, several foul weeks later, Kelley stood in the entry and smiled wearily. Her dream was nearly a reality. There before her was a sparkling clean room. Very tiny – just 8 feet wide and 9 feet deep – it had been whitewashed so the walls nearly sparkled, all traces of the grunge that had previously coated them now nothing but a distant memory. Several small shelves lined the side walls and in the center of the room stood a table with a great bowl of flowers sitting cheerily upon it. Gone were the foul odors. The heavy and intoxicating scent of honeysuckle and lilies hung in the air and filled the shop with cheerful joy.
Theodora was nearly busting with excitement. She was flitting here and there and a soft yellow glow shone around her as she shimmered with glee and warbled, “Oh, Princess! It is beautiful! It is perfect! It is divine! It is going to be a great success!”
Kelley giggled silently and as Theodora twirled around her, they clasped hands and danced with gleeful abandon. Finally! Her dream was nearly realized. All that remained was to stock the shop with her fragrant creations. And for this she needed supplies. Oils, molds, buckets, spoons, essence of flowers. And her magical golden elixir.
Next week, Kelley makes soap and opens the door to Soapies!