throat,
snapping her out of it.
“Oh, in October,” she answered.
“Well then, if you can, make it closer to
October, I don’t like to keep them around for long.”
They started walking away and she came back
to me, as she did in my last vision. I anticipated the shovel, and
this time, it didn’t end once I saw her face.
“You always were a little brat.”
She grabbed me by my clothes and picked me
up, dragging me along through the forest.
“Why are you doing this?” I cried.
“Shut up,” she ordered.
“I want to know who my dad is; I want to go
live with him.”
“No way in hell am I giving you back
now.”
“Giving me back?” I trembled. “What do you
mean?” She lifted her hand up and smacked me across the face, and
then it was over.
When I woke up in the morning, I rolled over
to look at Dante, but he was gone. I wasn’t anywhere near as upset
about the dream as I would have been if I hadn’t known my mother
was a monster. I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.
My hair was a mess. I opened all the drawers and found a brush. I
ripped it through my knotty hair; by the time I was done my head
was throbbing. I brushed my teeth and went to go find some dry
clothes; I fell asleep in the ones I wore into the lake. I wondered
about my dream. It must have been from the past, yet I never really
dreamt of the past. When I saw the past, I was awake, not aware,
but awake, nonetheless. I also wondered why I was worth 500,000
dollars. I had so many unanswered questions, but last night was the
first time in a long time that I actually had a good time. I
couldn’t let this vision from the past ruin that.
I went back into the room, and grabbed some
jeans and a T-shirt. Then I opened the closet door. I needed shoes,
too; I left mine at the beach. All that hung in there were men’s
clothes and a few dresses. I took a deep breath and looked down at
the shoes. All high heels and they all had to be at least five
inches high. I would have to make a trip back to the beach later
and retrieve the ones I left. Then I grabbed a black and gray
striped sweater; I figured it would look better with the heels than
a T-shirt would.
I walked around the house looking for
someone, anyone. Everyone was gone but Grace, who was still
sleeping. I left her a note next to her bed.
I headed out the door and stumbled over to
George and Elizabeth’s, almost twisting my ankle with every step.
When I reached their house, I walked over the stone path to the
door, being careful not to trip. I learned fast that even one
missed step could result in catastrophe. I knocked on the door. I
heard Elizabeth chattering as she came to answer.
“Oh hey, we were wondering when you were
going to get here. You look very nice,” she complimented. I
blushed.
As I walked in the door, Lily looked me up
and down and rolled her eyes.
“You look beautiful,” Dante said as he picked
me up and swung me around. When he set me down he gave me a quick
kiss. He held my hand and led me over to the table.
“So I was thinking…” Elizabeth Started, “…how
would you girls like to go shopping today?”
“Oh, I don’t have any money—” I started to
explain.
“Oh don’t you worry about that,” she said.
“So how about it?”
“What about Grace? Would it be safe to take
her out?” I asked. She pulled out another velvet bag full of
dirt.
“We won’t even need this, but just in case,”
she smiled.
“Alright, it sounds fun,” I lied,
smiling.
I was never excited to go shopping. Sure, I
liked new clothes just as much as the next girl, but shopping had
never been a fun experience for me. I was very excited to get out
of here for the day though.
“Great! Go get Grace up, and we’ll head out
soon,” she said, she sounded so happy.
Great, I had just gotten here, now I had to
make the journey back to the house. I had little hope of making it
back alive. Dante sensed my frustration.
“I’ll go with you,” he