Susan stood and watched her brothers chase her little sister Lucy around the trees in the forest. Their smiles contagious and their laughter ringing through the not too cold, not to hot fall air. They jumped and skipped and tumbled to the ground, having a fantastic time while Susan stood stiffly with a small frown on her face. The always practical girl felt that there was something wrong about Narnia. Where had they come from before?
"Su are you ready to go home?" Peter called, trudging towards her with Lucy on his back and Edmund walking a little behind the both of them.
Home.
Images of large metal machines rolling down streets and tracks underground, sirens screaming during the night, men in uniforms packing to leave flashed through her mind.
"Susan is you ready?" Peter repeated tilting his head to the side while readjusting Lucy on his back.
"Of course." Susan said putting a fake but reassuring smile on her face. She linked arms with Edmund and started towards Cair Paravel, their real home. The pictures of those large machines filling her head, Susan couldn't help but think that was their real home.
"No", she thought, "Narnia is home". She shook her head and gave Edmund a real smile and skipped forward dragging him along with her. She had time to be practical another day.