Closed Doors
Where there was once silence, there was laughter. Amid the cherry tree blossoms, balloons bounced above- green, blue, pink. Each one filled with the spirit of its holder. Neither Jane nor Michael seemed to remember the Balloon Lady from their childhood, nor her inflated marvels that had been waiting for them. Their names inscribed on each.
Now, there were balloons for a new generation- one for John, one for Annabel, and one for little Georgie.
They floated above the cherry trees, their light-headedness keeping them from touching the ground. What a sight they made. John was halfway through a roll, stuck on his back in mid-air, and Annabel was tugging at him, giggling the same way her aunt did. As for Georgie, he was hopping up and down. Bouncing until he was neither here nor there.
Clinging firmly onto Jack's vest, Jane needn't fear heights. She hadn't once looked down, her attention solely on the man beside her. Hardly perceptive when it came to these things, Michael didn't notice. His own laughter resounded across the street, trying to recreate John's mid-air roll.
Their feet landed soundly onto the steps of Number Seventeen, Cherry Tree Lane. As if askew, the world seemed to set itself right. Unravelled by grief, they had been tied together with a little love. And string.
It needn't matter if it was a kite or a balloon, whether they were going to the park or coming back. All that mattered was that they were together. And the Banks family remained in Number Seventeen- where they belonged.
The black-painted door closed resolutely behind them, their laughter drowned out with a final click of the lock. They hardly noticed the wind blowing west. A lone balloon floating upward, its owner following closely behind with the use of an umbrella. Besides, it was impossible for such a thing to happen. Preposterous. Nobody could simply fly into the air, disappearing into the clouds with nothing but a loose balloon, an umbrella, and a carpet bag. Can you imagine that?
I mean, what a palaver... I've only seen the sequel once so I can't remember what happened.
Anyway, just to let you guys know, I am open for commissions at the moment. I'd be happy to write for MP and all related characters, although I probably can't do her any justice. I also write for other fandoms, so if you're interested, please drop a message and we can discuss stories or prices, etc. Thank you all for reading my stuff, love you all!
