A/N: here's chapter 2
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"Michael," she said waving her hand in front of his face. "What are you looking at, Michael?"
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Michael said nothing but pointed straight ahead of him. Jane looked where Michael was pointing and when she saw what had rendered her brother speechless her eyes nearly bugged out of her head. On a park bench, about 100 yards away sat someone they had not seen for two long, miserable years. Seeing her there was like laying eyes on some kind of earthly angel. Sitting there so prim and proper, reading her book was none other than Mary Poppins.
"Jane," Michael began tentatively. "Do you see who I see?" Jane gulped down the lump that had appeared in her throat and asked,
"That depends. Do you see Mary Poppins sitting on that park bench over there?"
"Would you think I was crazy if I said yes?"
"No." was Jane's blunt reply. And with that they both rocketed off towards the one person that they new could end Ms. Andrew's terrible reign.
"Mary Poppins! Mary Poppins!" they shouted in unison. Upon hearing her name Mary Poppins's head jerked around to see Jane and Michael Banks running towards her like a couple of starving hyenas would run towards an abandoned carcas. (A/N: wow…really bad comparison ) When the children were about 5 feet away Mary was about to reprimand them for behaving so improperly but before she could open her mouth Jane and Michael skidded to a stop. They seemed to be staring, not at her, but at something over her shoulder. She knew instantly what had caused them to stop so suddenly and didn't blame them one bit for being more than a little stunned.
"Hello there you two. How have you been?" when she asked this they seemed to snap back to their senses.
"Mary Poppins," Jane began. She then pointed to the pram that sat not more that a foot away from where Mary Poppins sat and asked, "Is that your new charge?" she hoped beyond hope that the answer was yes. Mary simply looked back at the pram and the small infant it contained then tuned back to the two preteens.
"One could put it that way." She said.
"What do you mean Mary Poppins." Michael asked.
"Jane, Michael. This is my daughter, Victoria."
