Picture it: December 2007. It’s 15 months ago and Brianne is happily wearing a black pashmina scarf all over the place. She loves it. It keeps her warm, it doubles as a covering when she’s cold in movies and it goes with all of her coats. She and it spend a lot of time together that early winter, enjoying the lovely city they call home. It’s the best scarf ever! And then, one fateful day, she wears it to Ezra’s 5th birthday party at his house; both scarf and Brianne unsuspecting of the tragedy soon to befall them both.
Her coat and scarf get taken to the master bedroom. When Brianne goes to leave, she goes to master bedroom for her coat and scarf but, alas, can only find her coat. Okay, she thinks, there are lots of coats and scarves here, it’ll turn up later and I’m here all the time, I’ll just get it in a few days. And so, with a heavy but hopeful heart, Brianne leaves the party assuming the scarf separation will be short-lived. Little did she know how very wrong she was….
A few weeks passed and the scarf had never turned up, much to our heroine’s dismay. New Year’s Eve came and she went out with her friend Zak and on her way home what did she find in the middle of the cross-walk at 75th and West End Avenue? Well, not her missing scarf, but a very close approximation of it. And so, she took in this orphaned scarf that night and started the crappy year of 2008 with this imitation scarf. In retrospect, she wonders if perhaps it was so very bad because of this scarf situation…something to consider…She digresses…
Days passed…weeks passed….months passed…a year passed…And yet, our faithful Brianne still believed that one day the scarf would return to her. She frequently checked the many closets at the Ezra’s home in the hopes of finding it scattered among their winter belongings, but each time she was unsuccessful. She looked for it in all the rooms and kept up the search in spring, summer, winter and fall. She even closely examined the scarves of all the people who worked, visited and lived in the home in case someone had mistakenly taken it. And still, no scarf was found.
As 2008 became 2009, she started to give up hope of ever finding her long-lost friend. After all, the scarf had now been missing for longer than she had owned it and perhaps it too had been adopted and was in a better place. So, she stopped looking for a while. After all, 2009 was going very well and sometimes lost friends just stay that way. And then, one fine day in March, our friend Brianne opened the winter coat closet on a whim and looked to her left and who was there to greet her? You guessed it: her long lost, much missed and greatly loved original black scarf! After a tearful reunion, Brianne and her friend have been together ever since, enjoying the city they love and vowing never to be apart ever again! The End.
Friends, in these trying times, it’s often nice to hear a heart-warming, miraculous story and I think it’s safe to say that this is exactly what I have just relayed to you. No parts of this story were exaggerated or made up. It’s not based on a true story, it is a true story. And therefore, and I think you’ll agree, It’s a Scarf Miracle!
