Author's Note: I am STILL unsure of my title!! Any ideas?!

P.S. I finally rented Little Women (1994 version) after waiting since December. Unfortunately I can only have it for two weeks. Maybe watching it will inspire me? I hope so!!


"Beth: Are you thinking about Father?

Jo: No, my hair!"

-Little Women (1994 version, featuring Winona Ryder, Claire Danes, Kirsten Dunst and Susan Serandon)


"Oh, Father being so ill is quite dreadful!"

In the parlor sat the smallest, Amy March, with her three older sisters. They wrang their hands nervously as they waited for Hannah to tell them any news.

The girls had been in tears eversince they had recieved a heart-breaking letter from Father. Their father, it seemed, was not doing so very well. He had composed a saddening letter, in which he revealed that he was very ill. Their Marmee did not want to worry them so she had not told how worse off their father was.

The girls had been so distraught that they had not written their mother nor father in a few days. Hannah had been corresponding with their Marmee and getting news every so often.

Actually, that was not true. When they had first heard the news of their ill father, they had written millions of angry as well as saddened letters to their Marmee. They had demanded to know why she kept this from them. They wanted to know the truth. Marmee had written them one single letter addressed to all of them, saying that she had not wanted to worry her girls.

And now they sat, worriedly, in the parlor.

Hannah, with her graying hair and sparkling eyes that now were faded, came bustling in. In her wrinkled hands was a thin cream-colored note. A telegraph.

"Girls...your father..."

Amy began to wail. A scream that a monkey would make. The other girls didn't even bother trying to help her as tears fell down their own faces, sobs. Sobs.

This wasn't supposed to happen to them. He was their father, and they were his Little Women...