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Ok, for real this time. The answer to the question from the last chapter IS . . . A spoiler. So I won't tell you.
When Lirr got home early from work one afternoon, he was immedeately greeted with a shout of "Watch where your going!"
He looked down. Elphaba was crawling right in front of him.
Things will be so much easier when she starts walking, I'm sure.
Elphaba turned her head towards her father and grinned. "Dada!"
Lirr froze.
"Dada! Dada! Dada!"
"Did you hear that?" Lirr said, picking up Elphaba. "She said 'dada!' She just said her first word!"
"Dada!"
"Yes, sweetie, I'm your dada!" He spun her around.
"Don't spin her too much, sweetie. She just ate." Rose walked into the room.
"Mama!" Elphaba squeled.
Now Rose was glued to her spot. "What?" she squeaked.
"Mama! Mama! Mama! Mama!" Elphaba continued.
"YES!" Rose danced around the room. "She said 'mama'! My little emerald knows her mama!"
"Mama! Dada! Mama! Dada!" Elphaba experimented with her newfound vocabulary.
"Two words in one day?" Rose suddenly stopped. "At this rate, she'll be speaking full sentences in no time!"
"That's my girl! That's my little genius!" Lirr said.
Rose smiled. "Oh!"
"What?"
"It's just . . . Remember that woman I told you about? Melena?" Rose asked.
"The one who gave her kid up for adoption?" Lirr asked.
"Yes, that one." Rose said. "I just realized . . . Her child's probably been speaking for awhile now. And yet, she wasn't there for their first words. She probably hasn't even seen them for years now."
"Who knows? Maybe she has." Lirr said. "Maybe she's actually Elphaba's mother, but she didn't tell you."
"Please. I'm sure she would have mentioned it." Rose said. "Still . . ."
Lirr nodded. "Rose, I know what your thinking, but it was her choice, just as it was ours to adopt." Lirr said. "Besides, if her child wants to sure they'll find each other."
"I sure hope so."
Scilence for a moment.
"WAAAAAA!"
"I think our little genius needs her teething releif." Rose started to leave.
I hope they can see each other. From what Rose told me, she would make a great mother . . .
