Chapter 37
"Okay, Ebony! We got you a new outfit for the concert and your date," I said, handing Ebony a shopping bag. Operation get-Ebony-through-her-goth-phase was really starting to get expensive. I just had to keep reminding myself that if this whole time travel thing didn't work out, we were just going to give up. This couldn't continue, us all pretending to be something that was so unlike ourselves. Besides, if this didn't work, nothing was going to. I sometimes wondered how Ebony could stand putting on a persona that was so unlike her. Maybe it really was the new her after all.
Once again, the bag had two different outfits. I hoped, of course, that she would choose the one that was more like something the old Ebony would wear. I wasn't holding my breath, however.
Ebony went to change and, unsurprisingly, came back looking goth from head to toe. I sighed, but told her that she looked great.
"Okay, Ebony. Remember to be yourself, and you will change Satan's heart," I said, as I always did when she went 'back in time.' Each time I hope that the words will actually sink in.
"Right. Wish me luck on my date," Ebony replied.
"Luck," I said as she grabbed the portkey. As she disappeared, I swore I caught a glimpse of a hair bow on her head. Maybe there was hope after all.