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Chapter 6: We'll Think of Something
The next morning Violet still felt the chilling effect of her dream from the previous night. All day long she couldn't get it out of her head. When Tony came to pick her up for their date, Violet immediately said, "I have to tell you about the dream I had last night!"
"Did it have to do with..." Tony didn't finish the thought, but Violet knew he meant the Shadow.
Nodding, she started down the driveway with him. "I dreamed that you were in jail and I couldn't help you."
"Weird," replied Tony. "But it might come true eventually. Dad's making me do another break-in tonight."
Violet looked concerned. "Tony, you've got to tell your dad about this. I think he needs counselling or something - didn't you say he didn't start stealing again until after your mom died?"
Tony nodded, his eyes sad. "Yeah. One day we're at Mom's funeral, the next thing I know there's a bagful of diamonds hidden behind the hamburger in the freezer."
"The freezer?" Violet looked at him incredulously.
Grinning sheepishly, Tony replied, "In case of fire. When I found out about it in fourth grade, I thought it was so awesome I didn't think about anything else for days. Dad remembered, I guess. Plus, who'd think to look there for stolen jewels?"
"True. But my point is that your dad's streak of thievery was triggered by the tragedy of your mother's death. I think you should talk to him about it - if you don't, this will just get worse."
"I know, but how do I? He can't talk about anything except how much I'm like him. Talking to him is impossible."
"We'll think of something," Violet said. "I'm not going to let you end up in jail."
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Violet thought for a long time that night about what to do. Unfortunately, in all her thinking she failed to come up with any ideas. All her late night earned her were two black bags under her eyes and a zombielike state of consciousness at school the next day.
"Psst! Violet! What's wrong with you?" hissed Tony when Violet began dozing off in World History class. "Wake up or Coffin's gonna give you detention!"
"Huh?" Blinking sleepily, Violet looked at him with glazed-over eyes. "Sorry." She yawned. "I couldn't sleep last night. Too busy thinking."
Tony's eyes gleamed playfully. "About me?"
"Yes, actually. But not like that," replied Violet, smiling back. "I was thinking about your, um, problem..."
A voice cut into their conversation. "Rydinger! Parr! You want to share it with the class?" It was Mr. Coffin.
"No." Violet blushed.
"Then quiet down. Anyway, the ancient Egyptians..."
Tony grabbed a sheet of paper and scribbled, Did u come up w/ anything?
Violet wrote back, No, sorry...
It's ok. U shouldn't b losing sleep over my problem anyway.
Mayb not, but ur probs r my probs, Tony!
Thanx Vi.
Tony smiled at her, and even though she was exhausted Violet felt a warm feeling spread through her.
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Cuteness! I love fluff. Yes, I did intend for their notes to be shortened like that. Anyway, reviews are good things.
