We cleared up our camp as quickly as we could and set out to find the museum. It was about the size of a two bedroom apartment and was in the middle of a clearing with mushrooms circling it.
"I didn't expect it to be so small," Isaac said.
"It looks like a small art gallery," I said. Isaac took a deep breath and grabbed my hand.
"Let's do this," Isaac said as he led me into the museum. We were the only ones here. The paintings here were mostly landscapes, except for one that depicted a faerie with pink hair in twin tails, green eyes, and pink wings. The sculptures were of faeries too.
Suddenly, an outline of a door showed up on one of the paintings. Isaac let go of my hand as he stepped away in shock, but I was drawn to it. I reached out and touched the outline, causing a bright light to shine and Isaac to disappear before my eyes.
"You have disobeyed the queen," a soft childlike voice said in an angry tone, "Your punishment is seven years of sorrow." I was pushed out of the museum by a magical force. I tried my best not to cry, but I called Mom.
"Hello, Benny," Mom said, "Is something wrong?"
"The museum stole..." I sobbed, "Isaac."
"What are you talking about?" Mom asked, "Where are you now?"
"The forest behind the supermarket," I said.
"You idiot," Mom said, "You knew that place is forbidden and you still took Isaac there? And you lost him? How am I going to look in front of my boss? I'm calling your father. You better go to the supermarket right now and wait for him." She hung up without me being able to say a word.
It was a sad, lonely route to the supermarket, but I saw Dad's big red truck as soon as I reached the store. I was confused because I thought he was on duty today, but I guess he wasn't? I went up to the passenger door and knocked on it. Dad noticed and unlocked the door. I sat down and got buckled.
"I'm very disappointed in you, Benjamin," Dad said, "But I'm not surprised." What does that mean? "I'm sure you weren't expecting me to already be here, but I have something to tell you." There was an awkward pause.
"What is it?" I asked.
"We are descendants of the fae," Dad said, "Your great-grandmother was a faerie. Your great aunt Polly has the ability to see the future. She told me about this even before I met your mother. I'm okay with you having a boyfriend, but you and Isaac two did a really dumb thing."
"Wait, what?" I asked, "I don't remember ever meeting great aunt Polly."
"She told me to take you to meet her today," Dad said, "Apparently you have fae magic too, because you could hear the faerie in the museum."
"How much did she tell you?" I asked.
"Well at first she told me that I was going to have a son who was named Benjamin," Dad said, "Then a few years later, she told me to take today off and go to the supermarket at noon to pick you up, but wouldn't tell me why. After I met your mother, she told me that you had fae magic and that you heard the faerie of the museum. Then, after you were born, she told me that you lost your boyfriend to the faerie who calls herself the queen. When you were two, she told me to take you to her today and that was the last time she said anything to me."
"So you haven't talked to her in over ten years?" I asked.
"Yeah," Dad said, "She's a bit of a recluse."
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