I wake up screaming. "[Daddy! Nooo!]"
Despite my tear blurred vision, I notice Dick come running. By the time he gets to me, I'm practically hyperventilating. As Dick comforts me, my breathing eventually starts to slow down.
"You want to talk about it?" "Not really." I bite my lip. My voice softens. "It hurts too much. You'd think the pain would've eased at least a little by now. Why did he have to die, Dick? I miss him..." I wince, knowing I put my foot in my mouth. But his blue eyes say that it's O.K. "I know you do H. But he's in your heart, so he never really let. That and you fly on his wings." I smile at that. "While fighting for what's right with courage as my light." "Exactly. And you'll do great things. Call it intuition."
My grin broadens. That's Dick for you. I've known him for 12 years. He's the closest thing I have to a brother. A really awesome big brother. He took me in when my Daddy died 5 months ago. I don't know what I'd do without him. I might not be here without him and I mean that literally. He's saved my life on more than one occasion. Like the time my wings were cut off.
Yeah, I said wings. I'm half Light Fey. Fey being the preferred term for fairy these days. Other than that I'm pretty much your average concert giving 17 year old. I play guitar and sing. I've given 6...No, 7 concerts. If you count Dick's wedding. I played a song called The Dick and Babs Rock there. My spin on The Bridal March. I've wrote a few of my own songs. My first one, when I was 10, is on flying. That is the age I learned how to fly.
After I wipe away my tears, I notice Babs come in. She's felt like a sister since the day we met. I was the maid of honor at their wedding. I did promise Dick I'd play at it. Together, these two are my favorite lovebirds.
"You sure you didn't see it in your crystal ball?" I grin. "Aren't Gypsy fortune tellers female?" "I'm not sure whether I should be offended or laugh. Besides, I'm a cop." Babs grins. "You don't say!" "Man, I walked right into that one, didn't I?" My grin broadens. "Oh, you poor widdle thing." "I'm surrounded by comedians." Babs's grin broadens. "You have my sympathy."
At this point, it's impossible to keep a straight face. I crack up.
"Come here you!"
Grinning, I untuck my wings and float to the ceiling.
"Oh, she's good." "That's cheating H." "Cheat? Me? Hmph. The very idea."
I feel a song coming on as I land. I smile as I write.
My Friends, My Family
By ME
Do you know what you mean to me?
What your very presence says so clearly?
When I'm sad, it tells me you're there
When I'm happy, it's the reason behind the smile on my face
Like a brother
There you are
Always standing tall for me
Your hand on my shoulder convinces me that everything will be all right
Because you're my brother
Because you're my friend
I still have a family
And you're a part of it
Then there's my sister
Her presence tells me I can be strong
Even when the times come in which I don't feel that way
But I smile knowing
About the good luck you bring
It's something that I need
That you provide for me
Because you're my sister
Because you're my friend
I still have a family
And you're a part of it
When my family is with me
I know that I'm never alone
Because my friends are there for me
I can never be alone
With my Father in my heart
I have my friends
And their presence says the words that when I'm sad I need to hear
Those words are
With your family
You'll never be
Alone
I put down my pencil with a broad grin on my face. I think this is the best song I've ever written.
"Can I see?" "Just a minute." I pencil in notes about what melody to play for my new song. "I think you guys will really like this song." I hand my songbook to Dick with a smile on my face. "H..." "What do you think?" "I think I can hardly wait to see you perform this one." "Kind of thought you'd say something like that." "Your Father would be proud." My smile widens. "Thanks Babs. That means a lot to me." "What's a sister for?" I rub my locket and smile. "Knowing you I know what they're for. Dick, the same thing goes for you and brothers."
I swear I can hear my Father speaking to me in a voice only I can hear. "And I'll be the wind beneath your wings, my flower. Dick's right. I am still here for you. I always will be because I never left. Families stick together. Never forget that, my Hannah. Never." [I never will Daddy. I promise.]
"H?" "I'm here." I smile as I tell Dick and Babs the words I heard my Father say. Babs smiles. "Your Father's a good guy H." "Yeah, he is." And he always will be. Always and forever. I smile as I rub my locket. "I've been meaning to ask you this. What's in your locket?" My smile broadens. "Memories." "How is that...Never mind. I think I know. Fey magic, right?" "Yeah. Not mine though. [Mother-Nurse] had it custom made. I'm guessing she went to the silversmith and the [Memory-Keeper]. Her magic mainly deals with healing. As for mine...I guess you could call it a mixed bag."
Dick looks at me. "I recognized one of the Ancient Fey words but what was the other one?" "Memory-Keeper. They have boundaries though. Since they're able to tell if a memory contains a secret, they don't touch those ones." "Mother-Nurse, Brother-Friend, Memory-Keeper...compound words are big in Ancient Fey." "Yeah, there's a lot of them. Including [Hannah-Flower]." My eyes well up with tears. "Only two...one person knows that word." "I think I can guess what it means. But if it means what I think it does..." Dick smiles. "Then the other person who knows it is in your heart."
I nod then smile. "All right Mr. Smartypants. You ready for Fey 102?"
