Disclaimer: don't own anne of green gables
I woke up to the strained whispers of a woman, a girl,proably about my age, and an elderly man. I couldn't see them due to the fact a burlap bag was on my headThe woman's voice came first "Anne, is this a friend of yours?"
"No Aunt Marilla"
"I thought I made it clear you were only allowed to call me Marilla"
"Now Marilla don't be so hard on the child…"
"MATHEW! I told you I would be the one to raise the child!"
Mathew? Marilla? Oh surely it couldn't be….
"Anne?" I softly croacked "Anne Shirley?"
"Yyyes?" came the stuttered reply.
"How in heavens name did you know Anne's name?" replied the woman I now knew to be Marilla.
"Well, its kind of a long story…" I replied
"Well we certainly have time for this!" Marilla exclaimed! As the burlap bag was gently pulled off my head by a man.
I looked around the room at the three persons looking at me with surprise.
Anne with flame red hair and sparkling eyes, Marilla's stern face looking down on me, and Mathew's kind face smiling at me. I looked at Anne again, mumbled " Oh My God she has red hair!" and promptly fainted.
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