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I changed out of my travelling clothes and put on something that I didn't mind getting all dirty and muddy. I then closed my bedroom door behind me and walked downstairs where I saw Dickon and Colin waiting for me.
'Hello Dickon and Colin. Are we all ready to go to the Garden?' I asked.
'Yes,' they chorused.
'Wait one second, I must tell Father where we are off to first,' Colin remembered.
He walked away from us to go and talk to his father.
'So Miss Mary, you are looking well I see!' Dickon told me.
'Thank you Dickon, and yourself.' I replied.
'Listen, Miss Mary. I must tell you something…' Dickon started but just at that moment Colin was walking back to us saying we could go to the gardens.
'Tell me later Dickon.' I said.
All three of us walked to the gardens in silence. I was reminded of how it used to be when we were younger. I missed the old days. Finally we rounded the corner and the door for the garden was revealed.
'After you left Mary, Father took away all the ivy and everything that was covering the door because he wanted to come and visit the garden as well.' Colin explained.
'Ok,' I replied.
Colin pushed open the door and inside was my garden! I ran away from Dickon and Colin, and I ran around the garden feeling as free as a bird like I always had when I was here. Dickon and Colin smiled as they saw the big grin that was plastered on my face.
'I have missed this garden so much!' I exclaimed.
Not much had changed apart from Dickon had grown more types of flowers in the garden. Just at that moment I spotted the old swing where Colin photographed Dickon and I.
I climbed up onto the seat and it felt just like the old times. Dickon came behind me and pushed the swing, I leaned back looking into the sky which still had rain clouds hovering. It felt like I was in a dream. A dream that I just didn't want to end.
Colin just stood there watching us.
'Hey, you two. I am going to go to cook and ask her if she can put some food in a basket for us and I will bring it back for us to enjoy. I will return in about 10 minutes.' Colin called to us.
'Ok, Colin. We will see you soon!' I called back.
Colin sped away through the turnings of the garden and ran to the gate. Once the gate had banged shut I questioned Dickon.
'So what did you want to tell me?' I asked Dickon.
'Well Miss Mary, I was going to tell you that I still have the same feelings I had for you when we were children. I wanted to ask you if you shared the same feelings still.' Dickon replied, blushing.
'I was actually going to ask you the same thing Dickon. All these years I have been gone I have never forgot about you. Every boy I passed didn't register at all. You're the only one for me, Dickon!' I said, breathlessly.
Dickon pulled the swing to a stop and sat down next to me. As soon as I looked into his eyes I had the same drowning feeling I always got. I watched as Dickon leaned closer to me and then gently placed his lips on mine. He pulled back and looked at me.
'Miss Mary, I must ask Lord Craven about something before I do that again.' Dickon told me.
'Ok,' I said.
I was in a confused state for I didn't have a clue why Dickon needed to ask my uncle about something. A few minutes later Colin came back carrying a big basket of food.
'Come on you two. Let's eat!' Colin exclaimed.
I jumped off of the swing and ran with Dickon to where Colin sat pulling delicious food out of the baskets. The food was amazing!
There were sandwiches, cakes and drinks for us all. After we had all finished eating I packed the picnic basket with all the empty plates and picked it up.
I took one last look at the garden and then we slowly walked to the gate and closed the door to our Garden behind us.
'Miss Mary, I shall carry that basket for you as I am off to see Martha and then I must talk to Lord Craven. I will see you soon, Colin and Miss Mary.' Dickon said.
'Ok Dickon, see you soon!' I called after him.
'Yes, goodbye Dickon!' Colin replied stonily.
'What's the matter with you?' I asked Colin.
'You really have no idea what Dickon is going to ask Father about, don't you.' Colin said.
'I haven't a clue what he is going to ask uncle about.' I said, feeling my hot temper rising.
'Well then you must be extremely thick, Mary!' Colin shouted and ran off towards Misselthwaite Manor.
'You know Colin Craven; I have not a clue what he is asking uncle. I thought you had changed since learning to walk. You haven't though. You are still jealous and spoilt!' I shouted after him. I knew I would regret what I said later but right now I was just so angry at him that I didn't care what I said.
I made my way slowly back to the house. Once there I went up to my room and slammed the door not caring about who heard. I flung myself on my bed and cried myself to sleep.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. What do you think Dickon is asking Lord Craven? Will Mary and Colin make up? I will update soon.
Leila xx