Seveth Years

Professor Finch was peering out of the window. Tiddling with rain, absolutely horrid outside, oh dear, and how she loved the out-of-doors. She looked to the cage on the table next to her, the present home of a cornish pixie, the tricky little thing. She stuck her finger through the bars and tickled it's belly, oh how it giggle and how so that amused Elizabeth. She was waiting for her seventh years to start popping in...