Vows to Leave Offering of Thanks Every St. Patrick’s Day
I think we can all agree that what she saw was a figment of her imagination!
— Gary Putnam / Doesn’t Believe in Leprechauns
TENNESSEE—A woman recently claimed to have witnessed what many believe to be a figment of her imagination and sheer coincidence.
As she walked down a busy street in Knoxville, Tennessee, Lily caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. Turning to get a better look, she saw a small figure with a red beard and green suit disappearing around the corner. She blinked, thinking it must have been her imagination. But then, a voice called out to her.
“Hey there, missy! Did you see me?”
Lily stopped and turned to face the speaker, a small man with a mischievous grin on his face. He looked like a leprechaun from the old Irish folktales, but she had never believed in such things before.
“I saw you, but I thought I was imagining things,” she replied, feeling a bit silly.
The leprechaun chuckled. “Oh no, you weren’t imagining things at all! And let me tell you a secret – you’re a lucky one, you are.”
Lily raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Why’s that?”
The leprechaun leaned in closer, his green eyes sparkling. “Because I just passed by you, and everyone who meets a leprechaun is blessed with good luck. Mark my words, something good is going to happen to you soon.”
Lily smiled skeptically, but something about the leprechaun’s words stuck with her. Later that week, she decided to buy a lottery ticket on a whim. She didn’t usually play the lottery, but she had a strange feeling that this time, it might be worth it. The following day, Lily checked her ticket and burst out laughing. She had won that week’s jackpot – a whopping $10 million. She immediately remembered that magical encounter earlier that week. Had he really given her good fortune with his passing? Lily laughed at the thought, but also felt grateful for the unexpected windfall.
When asked what she was going to do with her winnings, all she could confirm is that she would make sure to leave a little offering of thanks every St. Patrick’s Day at the spot where she had met the leprechaun, as a way of saying thanks.
