The Greatest Price for A Grown-Up
Disclaimer: All rights to Peter Pan and the characters affiliated with the story of the boy who never grew up belong to J.M. Barrie.
Peter Pan did not go back to Never Land that night. No. Instead, he stayed with Wendy in London. He knew he would have to wear a hat and tie, go to work every morning, and grow up. He never expected, however, that he would have to do the most grown up thing ever. . .
Darling,
Hello. How are you? I'm sure you're keeping yourself busy. Have you made any friends since Tootles and Slightly have been sent home? I know you must miss them, just as much as I miss you. They do, however, send you their thoughts and wish you nothing but grand adventures while you are away.
Do you remember those times, Darling? When we were nothing but mere children frolicking amongst the Never Bird and conniving plans against Captain James Hook himself? I remember them clear as day, and they only remind me of how much I miss you.
I have tried to resist mentioning that emotion to you and have been successful in every letter I've written except for this one. But I must mention it now for I bear good news. I am with child, Peter. Isn't that wonderful? There will be no more pretending to be parents over the Lost Boys, we will now be real parents, Peter. You father and I mother in reality at last!
That is why it is so important for you to come home, Peter. Tootles and Slightly tell me that the Twins, Nibs, and Curly, will not be returning to London. Please, Peter, life is too great of an adventure to release. You're so clever, Peter. I know you will be able to fly your way out of any conundrum you may encounter. Remember, Peter, the window will always be open.
Love,
Wendy Moira Angela Darling
Within the letter, Wendy sent a kiss, the only way she knew how for the time being.