The two weeks passed real slowly, then three, then four, then five. Finally two whole months passed, and still, Violet had not returned. These weeks were probably the loneliest weeks in Hannah's whole life.
She was sitting outside one day by the black rose. Even though the weather was getting cold, and the time for roses had passed, the black rose stood straight as though it had just bloomed. Hannah fingered the rose. The petals were soft and velvety.
Clasping one hand around the flower, Hannah pulled it out of the ground. Oddly, the roots didn't come up with the flower; it was just the stem and the head of it. Hannah closed her eyes and she ran her hand up and down the stem, enjoying the smooth feeling. "How simple it would be to be a flower," Hannah thought. "To be carefree, worriless, how magnificent that would be! Or how wonderful it would be smiling up at the sun all day, just as a flower does! And have the rain tickle you when the sky showers…" Hannah's thoughts continued their gleeful imagination for several more minutes. But finally, her happy thoughts were cut off when she opened her closed eyes and looked down.
She was at least fifty feet above the ground.
Funny, how simple, happy thoughts can make you fly that high.
Hannah's brown eyes grew wide in terror. She squeezed the flower so tightly that it bruised. Hannah looked down at the crunched up rose, and saw something sparkling on it. "Fairy dust! That's what must have let me fly!" Hannah thought, half terrified, half happy. "If I ever see Violet again, I must thank her for putting her fairy dust on this flower!" Hannah thought, breaking out into a smile. She could see her shack like house below, and the small yard. "Goodbye," Hannah waved grinning widely to the house. "Goodbye old world, goodbye!" Hannah said, kicking her feet some to help her fly forward. She was quiet ungraceful about flying.
"Finally!" Hannah breathed the cold air. "Finally! I'll go to Neverland! Finally!"
But Neverland was not as she thought it was. Things in Neverland had changed. After all, Neverland was the place were the pleas of help had come from in her dream.
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