Chapter 9
In the 2nd week of June, Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya, and Dawn were searching through all the books Giles owned for a new spell that didn't require so much time to pass by. Coming up with nothing, they retreated to the Magic Box to complain about it to the owner of the shop. They entered talking all at once.
"Giles, are you sure you don't have anymore books?"
"That was a total waste of time, G-Man."
"Me and Xander could have been down in his basement…"
"And I thought summer meant I could get away from all those books."
"I think Buffy and Spike ran off together to get away from us for awhile."
The last comment was from Tara, who spoke just above a whisper. But it was her voice they all heard last, and the rest of the group was staring at her.
"What do you mean by that, Tara?" Giles asked.
"Well, I mean…" she started, blushing from the attention.
"I don't know about you guys, but it was kinda obvious that they were growing closer. And her saw her reaction when you told her that Spike was human. And when we got home, I heard them talking, and it was pretty intense stuff," Dawn broke in and explained for the Willow's shy girlfriend. Tara just nodded.
"But…Spike? I thought she hated him!" Xander exclaimed.
"Do you ever pay attention? They were so into each other, anyone could see that," Dawn rolled her eyes in Xander's direction.
Before the argument could continue, Willow stepped forward.
"Do you think you could save this for later? I think we should make arrangements for Xander and Anya."
Xander and Dawn looked down sheepishly but with the rest of the group complied.
Two hours later, they had decided that Xander and Anya would leave for Texas on September 5th, stay for two weeks, and return on the 20th. The tickets were purchased and all they needed to do was pack. But they had plenty of time to do so, and Anya wanted to get some new clothes. Satisfied, they all said their good byes and left to go home.
When Dawn got home, she found her mother lying down in the living room. Joyce lifted her head when she heard the door close. Walking over to the couch, Dawn sat down Indian style on the floor next to her.
"What's wrong, mom?" the young girl asked.
"Oh, it's nothing, Dawn. Just a little head ache," Joyce replied.
"Do you need anything?"
"No, I'm fine, Dawn," her mother stated firmly.
"Ok…" Dawn started, looking doubtful, "but if you do, just call me, k?"
She walked up the stairs, glancing over her shoulder one last time at her mother.
After her daughter disappeared up the stairs, Joyce moved to stand up. Walking carefully to the kitchen, she went to grab a glass. While filling it up, she noticed the room around her was starting to spin. She thought nothing of it, figuring it was a head rush from standing up after lying down for so long. As she turned around from the sink, she felt her knees start to buckle and grabbed for the table. She only managed to grip the edge on the kitchen table before it toppled over. As she fell, she felt a pain in her wrist before her vision failed and she slipped into unconciousness.
Dawn was listening to her Blink 182 cd when she heard the crash from downstairs. Switching off her stereo, she started downstairs. As she walked cautiously towards the kitchen, she stifled a scream at the sight before her. Running over to her collapsed mother, Dawn gently shook her shoulders, but got to response. She ran over to the phone, dialing 9-1-1. When the ringing stopped, she tried to explain what was happening before she panicked. Failing miserably, she burst into tears when she gave out her address. The operator told her that an ambulance was on the way, and tried to comfort her. The voice on the phone said that all was going to be fine, that her mother was ok. When the ambulance had arrived, she felt relieved but not at all comforted despite the woman's intentions on the phone.
When she demanded to ride in the back with her mother, the paramedics hesitated before Dawn told them no one else was home.
The way to the hospital was all a blur to Dawn. She couldn't look at her mother, so she stared out the back windows of the vehicle. As she watched the scenes slip past them, she thought about all the times she and Joyce had shared. Then she thought about Buffy. She grew angry when she thought about how Buffy should be there, trying to comfort herself. She thought Buffy was being selfish for leaving. Then she thought about how empty the house had been without her sister. The anger left her as sadness engulfed her. Before she knew what was happening, fresh tears filled her eyes and spilled down her already tear stained cheeks. This time she let it all out. She sobbed for her mother, praying she would make it. She cried out for her sister, begging that she come back and make everything better. She slowly silenced herself when she thought about her friends. She thought about Willow and Tara, who tried to cheer her up with a girl's night out, or a slumber party. She thought about Xander and Anya who always made her laugh, even if they didn't intend to. She thought about Giles, with his books and his shop. She thought how well she adjusted without Buffy in her life. She didn't know how to feel about that. One part of her wished that she would come back, and be her sister again. But a small part of her wished that her sister would stay where she was, being happy that she had friends who were older, but treated her as an equal. When Buffy was around, they treated her as the kid sister. Now with the eldest of the two was out of the way, Dawn felt comfortable with the Scooby Gang. She didn't feel out of place, being the youngest. She knew she was still the youngest, but she didn't have the competition of an older sister. She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't realize when they reached the hospital. She looked up when the back doors opened to reveal two young men, both with grim expressions.
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As a result of being confined underground for 5 months without sunlight, Buffy had lost her tan. She was now almost as pale as Spike. She noticed this one-day and commented.
"It's looks like we were both vampires at one time," she said with a smirk.
"Yeah, but I don't think vampires could ever get that pregnant, pet," Spike replied with a laugh.
"It's not fair, I can't even see my feet anymore. I can't paint my toenails!" she complained.
"Aw, it's ok baby. If you want, I'll do your toenails. I've had practice," he held up his hands, which displayed black polished nails.
Buffy brightened at the thought, then a thought came to mind.
"OK, but only if I get to paint your toenails. Any color I want. Besides, no body would see them."
Spike reluctantly agreed to this and got to work on her nails.
An hour later, Spike was grumbling about his nails. Somehow, he had allowed her to paint his fingernails as well. He sat on the couch, with purple finger and toenails, sulking. Buffy, on the other hand, had black nails. After the painting session, she had declared that she had spent too much time with him to voluntarily want black nails.
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All night Dawn waited, but when no one came to talk to her after 4 hours, she drifted off into sleep while lying across the small couch in the waiting room. While she slept, she dreamt.
Dream Sequence
Dawn found herself in her room. She went to the window and saw that it was night. It was like any normal night. She walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. As she was standing in the door way, she heard a noise behind her and turned around. She watched as Buffy walked in through the front door. Dawn called out to her but her sister ignored her. She heard Buffy start to talk when she reached the living room.
'Hey, mom, whatcha doin'? Mom? Mom?' Buffy paused for a moment, 'Mommy?'
Dawn ran around Buffy, but before she saw anything, she felt someone shaking her shoulder. She turned around to find a man in a white jacket.
'Are you Dawn Summers?'
End Dream Sequence
Returning to reality, Dawn realized someone was talking to her. She looked around groggily, trying to figure out where she was, before looking up to see the man from her dream, but recognized him as a doctor and remember that she was in the hospital. As she looked at him, she remembered that he had been speaking to her.
"Sorry, what were you asking?" she asked quietly, feeling a slight blush form.
"That's quite alright. You're Dawn Summers, yes?" the doctor replied.
She nodded while standing up so she didn't have to strain her neck as much to see him.
"I'm sorry about your mother. She's fine for now, but we don't know what to expect," he looked down at the young girl in front of him, "I don't want to scare you, but, we found a, ah…a growth…in her brain. A tumor. We don't know if it's harmful or not, but the best doctors at this hospital are working in it as we speak."
Somehow, while he was speaking, Dawn had fallen back onto the couch, dazed. She looked up again when he finished. As she drew her knees up to her chest, she felt new tears threatening to escape her eyes.
"Do you have anyone to call? Someone to pick you up? You should go home and get some rest. You can come back tomorrow, or we can call when we have all of the information we need," the man standing told her.
Without saying a word, Dawn nodded and walked to the pay phones. Picking up the earpiece, she dialed Willow and Tara's apartment. After 4 rings, the phone was picked up on the other line. Willow picked up still sounding half-asleep.
"Hello?"
"Willow?"
"Dawn? What's wrong? Where are you?"
"It- it's mom. I'm at the hospital. Can you come pick me up?"
Now sounding fully awake, Willow agreed and woke Tara up. Before leaving, they contacted Giles, told him what was going on, and said they'd meet him at the hospital.
After staying at Willow and Tara's place for the remainder of June, Dawn went back to the empty house to grab a few things that she had forgotten. As she was packing the small bag she had brought with her, she noticed her bed. It looked like someone had been thrashing around all-night and left without taking care of it. She started to make the bed when she spotted the note she had hidden the month before when she picked up her pillow. Forgetting about the made bed, she flopped down in the middle of it and starting reading.
Dawn-
I know it's been awhile, but I just wanted to let you know that I'm ok. I'm with Spike, but I can't tell you where we are. You can't tell anyone about this letter, when the time comes, we'll return. If you want to keep in touch, leave a note outside your window. I won't tell you when I come to get it, so if it's still there in the morning, leave it and sooner or later I'll come to retrieve it. Remember, don't tell anyone, or I'll have to kick your butt when I come back, ok? Just kidding, but seriously, don't let it slip, you're the only one I've communicated with in the past 4 months besides Spike. Can't wait to see you again. Until then,
Love,
Buffy
Rereading it again and again, Dawn decided to write back. Trying to figure out what to say, she sat at her desk for two hours writing about everything she could think of. Most of all, she wrote how much she wanted to see her sister again, and tried to convince Buffy to tell her where she was. When she was finished, she folded it and placed it in an envelope. After tacking it to the wood of the exterior of the house, Dawn went back to making her bed.
For the rest of the day, Dawn couldn't focus on anything. She sat with the group in the Magic Box, but didn't pay any attention to her surroundings, just stared off into space, wondering what her sister looked like now, and what it would be like when Buffy returned.
When it was the time to go out on their monthly night out, Buffy told Spike that she wanted to stop by her house around 1 AM to see if Dawn had written back yet. Spike agreed on one condition, to let him retrieve the note if it was by Dawn's window like Buffy's note had told her to do.
Before they went to her house, they decided to get the necessities for the nursery. They bought diapers, blankets, sheets, little clothes for newborns, a diaper genie, and plenty of formula. When they were done with the shopping, they dropped of their bundle and decorated the room until it was time to drop by Dawns window.
When they reached the house on Revello Drive, sure enough, they spotted an envelope next to Dawns window. They saw that it blended with the house, but if you looked close enough you could see it. When Spike climbed down, she snatched the note and stuffed it into her pocket. She walked as fast as she could (which wasn't very fast) until her feet were sore and she had altered her breathing pattern. Spike suggested that she slow down until they reached their home. Instead of arguing, she happily complied and walked about as slow as possible. When they were sitting comfortably in the living room, Buffy pulled out the envelope. Opening it, she read the letter out loud.
Dear Buffy,
You don't know how long we've been searching for you. Well, actually, maybe you do, but still. I have some bad news. Yesterday mom was taken to the hospital. They still don't know what wrong. The doctor said something about a brain tumor. You need to come home. I'm staying with Willow until mom can come back home, or until you come back home, or both. I'm going to change the subject before I start crying again.
I couldn't believe when I found your note on my window. Where are you?! I know, you said you wouldn't tell me, but can you blame me for trying? How are you? And Spike? It's been pretty boring at home without you. Willow and Tara have been working on their powers and they have been pretty successful in just about everything they do. Willow can levitate objects. You should've seen the first time she tried it. Mom didn't let me go with them, but from what they told me, it was pretty amazing. After they had dealt with their share of demons, Willow had spotted a kitten stuck in a tree and had to rescue it. That's Willow for you, I guess. Xander tried to climb the tree, but couldn't. (This is very funny in my mind, you should've seen his face when Willow was telling this part!) Anyway, Willow chanted a spell thingie and just willed the cat out of the tree! I didn't get to see that, but she demonstrated it by flying little things around the living room, like lipstick, Giles' car keys, and other things. It was really cool.
Willow found a locator spell that they're gonna do to try to find you, but can't do it until September 'cause of some flower. Xander and Anya are gonna go to Texas on Sept. 5th, find the flower, and come back on the 20th. They probably won't do it until mid-October. I "overheard" them talking once. So, unless you want to be found, I suggest you come home before they do the spell. (Hint hint)
I got out of school last month. A couple of weeks before I got out, mom let me stay home from school one day and we went shopping. I got a ton of clothes. Not to mention makeup, jewelry, the works! Right now, I'm wearing my favorite outfit that we bought. I have a red halter-top that looks like a hankie! I can't believe mom let me get it. Anyway, my shorts are black and have 4 buttons instead of a zipper. Oh, and mom let me streak my hair, so now I have red highlights. I can't wait to show off my new outfits when you come home.
Well, I think I hear someone coming up the stairs, probably Willow or Tara, so I'm gonna have to end this letter. I miss you. Can't wait to see you again.
Love,
Dawn
P.s. Come home!!
P.P.S. Write back soon.
In the 2nd week of June, Willow, Tara, Xander, Anya, and Dawn were searching through all the books Giles owned for a new spell that didn't require so much time to pass by. Coming up with nothing, they retreated to the Magic Box to complain about it to the owner of the shop. They entered talking all at once.
"Giles, are you sure you don't have anymore books?"
"That was a total waste of time, G-Man."
"Me and Xander could have been down in his basement…"
"And I thought summer meant I could get away from all those books."
"I think Buffy and Spike ran off together to get away from us for awhile."
The last comment was from Tara, who spoke just above a whisper. But it was her voice they all heard last, and the rest of the group was staring at her.
"What do you mean by that, Tara?" Giles asked.
"Well, I mean…" she started, blushing from the attention.
"I don't know about you guys, but it was kinda obvious that they were growing closer. And her saw her reaction when you told her that Spike was human. And when we got home, I heard them talking, and it was pretty intense stuff," Dawn broke in and explained for the Willow's shy girlfriend. Tara just nodded.
"But…Spike? I thought she hated him!" Xander exclaimed.
"Do you ever pay attention? They were so into each other, anyone could see that," Dawn rolled her eyes in Xander's direction.
Before the argument could continue, Willow stepped forward.
"Do you think you could save this for later? I think we should make arrangements for Xander and Anya."
Xander and Dawn looked down sheepishly but with the rest of the group complied.
Two hours later, they had decided that Xander and Anya would leave for Texas on September 5th, stay for two weeks, and return on the 20th. The tickets were purchased and all they needed to do was pack. But they had plenty of time to do so, and Anya wanted to get some new clothes. Satisfied, they all said their good byes and left to go home.
When Dawn got home, she found her mother lying down in the living room. Joyce lifted her head when she heard the door close. Walking over to the couch, Dawn sat down Indian style on the floor next to her.
"What's wrong, mom?" the young girl asked.
"Oh, it's nothing, Dawn. Just a little head ache," Joyce replied.
"Do you need anything?"
"No, I'm fine, Dawn," her mother stated firmly.
"Ok…" Dawn started, looking doubtful, "but if you do, just call me, k?"
She walked up the stairs, glancing over her shoulder one last time at her mother.
After her daughter disappeared up the stairs, Joyce moved to stand up. Walking carefully to the kitchen, she went to grab a glass. While filling it up, she noticed the room around her was starting to spin. She thought nothing of it, figuring it was a head rush from standing up after lying down for so long. As she turned around from the sink, she felt her knees start to buckle and grabbed for the table. She only managed to grip the edge on the kitchen table before it toppled over. As she fell, she felt a pain in her wrist before her vision failed and she slipped into unconciousness.
Dawn was listening to her Blink 182 cd when she heard the crash from downstairs. Switching off her stereo, she started downstairs. As she walked cautiously towards the kitchen, she stifled a scream at the sight before her. Running over to her collapsed mother, Dawn gently shook her shoulders, but got to response. She ran over to the phone, dialing 9-1-1. When the ringing stopped, she tried to explain what was happening before she panicked. Failing miserably, she burst into tears when she gave out her address. The operator told her that an ambulance was on the way, and tried to comfort her. The voice on the phone said that all was going to be fine, that her mother was ok. When the ambulance had arrived, she felt relieved but not at all comforted despite the woman's intentions on the phone.
When she demanded to ride in the back with her mother, the paramedics hesitated before Dawn told them no one else was home.
The way to the hospital was all a blur to Dawn. She couldn't look at her mother, so she stared out the back windows of the vehicle. As she watched the scenes slip past them, she thought about all the times she and Joyce had shared. Then she thought about Buffy. She grew angry when she thought about how Buffy should be there, trying to comfort herself. She thought Buffy was being selfish for leaving. Then she thought about how empty the house had been without her sister. The anger left her as sadness engulfed her. Before she knew what was happening, fresh tears filled her eyes and spilled down her already tear stained cheeks. This time she let it all out. She sobbed for her mother, praying she would make it. She cried out for her sister, begging that she come back and make everything better. She slowly silenced herself when she thought about her friends. She thought about Willow and Tara, who tried to cheer her up with a girl's night out, or a slumber party. She thought about Xander and Anya who always made her laugh, even if they didn't intend to. She thought about Giles, with his books and his shop. She thought how well she adjusted without Buffy in her life. She didn't know how to feel about that. One part of her wished that she would come back, and be her sister again. But a small part of her wished that her sister would stay where she was, being happy that she had friends who were older, but treated her as an equal. When Buffy was around, they treated her as the kid sister. Now with the eldest of the two was out of the way, Dawn felt comfortable with the Scooby Gang. She didn't feel out of place, being the youngest. She knew she was still the youngest, but she didn't have the competition of an older sister. She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't realize when they reached the hospital. She looked up when the back doors opened to reveal two young men, both with grim expressions.
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As a result of being confined underground for 5 months without sunlight, Buffy had lost her tan. She was now almost as pale as Spike. She noticed this one-day and commented.
"It's looks like we were both vampires at one time," she said with a smirk.
"Yeah, but I don't think vampires could ever get that pregnant, pet," Spike replied with a laugh.
"It's not fair, I can't even see my feet anymore. I can't paint my toenails!" she complained.
"Aw, it's ok baby. If you want, I'll do your toenails. I've had practice," he held up his hands, which displayed black polished nails.
Buffy brightened at the thought, then a thought came to mind.
"OK, but only if I get to paint your toenails. Any color I want. Besides, no body would see them."
Spike reluctantly agreed to this and got to work on her nails.
An hour later, Spike was grumbling about his nails. Somehow, he had allowed her to paint his fingernails as well. He sat on the couch, with purple finger and toenails, sulking. Buffy, on the other hand, had black nails. After the painting session, she had declared that she had spent too much time with him to voluntarily want black nails.
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All night Dawn waited, but when no one came to talk to her after 4 hours, she drifted off into sleep while lying across the small couch in the waiting room. While she slept, she dreamt.
Dream Sequence
Dawn found herself in her room. She went to the window and saw that it was night. It was like any normal night. She walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. As she was standing in the door way, she heard a noise behind her and turned around. She watched as Buffy walked in through the front door. Dawn called out to her but her sister ignored her. She heard Buffy start to talk when she reached the living room.
'Hey, mom, whatcha doin'? Mom? Mom?' Buffy paused for a moment, 'Mommy?'
Dawn ran around Buffy, but before she saw anything, she felt someone shaking her shoulder. She turned around to find a man in a white jacket.
'Are you Dawn Summers?'
End Dream Sequence
Returning to reality, Dawn realized someone was talking to her. She looked around groggily, trying to figure out where she was, before looking up to see the man from her dream, but recognized him as a doctor and remember that she was in the hospital. As she looked at him, she remembered that he had been speaking to her.
"Sorry, what were you asking?" she asked quietly, feeling a slight blush form.
"That's quite alright. You're Dawn Summers, yes?" the doctor replied.
She nodded while standing up so she didn't have to strain her neck as much to see him.
"I'm sorry about your mother. She's fine for now, but we don't know what to expect," he looked down at the young girl in front of him, "I don't want to scare you, but, we found a, ah…a growth…in her brain. A tumor. We don't know if it's harmful or not, but the best doctors at this hospital are working in it as we speak."
Somehow, while he was speaking, Dawn had fallen back onto the couch, dazed. She looked up again when he finished. As she drew her knees up to her chest, she felt new tears threatening to escape her eyes.
"Do you have anyone to call? Someone to pick you up? You should go home and get some rest. You can come back tomorrow, or we can call when we have all of the information we need," the man standing told her.
Without saying a word, Dawn nodded and walked to the pay phones. Picking up the earpiece, she dialed Willow and Tara's apartment. After 4 rings, the phone was picked up on the other line. Willow picked up still sounding half-asleep.
"Hello?"
"Willow?"
"Dawn? What's wrong? Where are you?"
"It- it's mom. I'm at the hospital. Can you come pick me up?"
Now sounding fully awake, Willow agreed and woke Tara up. Before leaving, they contacted Giles, told him what was going on, and said they'd meet him at the hospital.
After staying at Willow and Tara's place for the remainder of June, Dawn went back to the empty house to grab a few things that she had forgotten. As she was packing the small bag she had brought with her, she noticed her bed. It looked like someone had been thrashing around all-night and left without taking care of it. She started to make the bed when she spotted the note she had hidden the month before when she picked up her pillow. Forgetting about the made bed, she flopped down in the middle of it and starting reading.
Dawn-
I know it's been awhile, but I just wanted to let you know that I'm ok. I'm with Spike, but I can't tell you where we are. You can't tell anyone about this letter, when the time comes, we'll return. If you want to keep in touch, leave a note outside your window. I won't tell you when I come to get it, so if it's still there in the morning, leave it and sooner or later I'll come to retrieve it. Remember, don't tell anyone, or I'll have to kick your butt when I come back, ok? Just kidding, but seriously, don't let it slip, you're the only one I've communicated with in the past 4 months besides Spike. Can't wait to see you again. Until then,
Love,
Buffy
Rereading it again and again, Dawn decided to write back. Trying to figure out what to say, she sat at her desk for two hours writing about everything she could think of. Most of all, she wrote how much she wanted to see her sister again, and tried to convince Buffy to tell her where she was. When she was finished, she folded it and placed it in an envelope. After tacking it to the wood of the exterior of the house, Dawn went back to making her bed.
For the rest of the day, Dawn couldn't focus on anything. She sat with the group in the Magic Box, but didn't pay any attention to her surroundings, just stared off into space, wondering what her sister looked like now, and what it would be like when Buffy returned.
When it was the time to go out on their monthly night out, Buffy told Spike that she wanted to stop by her house around 1 AM to see if Dawn had written back yet. Spike agreed on one condition, to let him retrieve the note if it was by Dawn's window like Buffy's note had told her to do.
Before they went to her house, they decided to get the necessities for the nursery. They bought diapers, blankets, sheets, little clothes for newborns, a diaper genie, and plenty of formula. When they were done with the shopping, they dropped of their bundle and decorated the room until it was time to drop by Dawns window.
When they reached the house on Revello Drive, sure enough, they spotted an envelope next to Dawns window. They saw that it blended with the house, but if you looked close enough you could see it. When Spike climbed down, she snatched the note and stuffed it into her pocket. She walked as fast as she could (which wasn't very fast) until her feet were sore and she had altered her breathing pattern. Spike suggested that she slow down until they reached their home. Instead of arguing, she happily complied and walked about as slow as possible. When they were sitting comfortably in the living room, Buffy pulled out the envelope. Opening it, she read the letter out loud.
Dear Buffy,
You don't know how long we've been searching for you. Well, actually, maybe you do, but still. I have some bad news. Yesterday mom was taken to the hospital. They still don't know what wrong. The doctor said something about a brain tumor. You need to come home. I'm staying with Willow until mom can come back home, or until you come back home, or both. I'm going to change the subject before I start crying again.
I couldn't believe when I found your note on my window. Where are you?! I know, you said you wouldn't tell me, but can you blame me for trying? How are you? And Spike? It's been pretty boring at home without you. Willow and Tara have been working on their powers and they have been pretty successful in just about everything they do. Willow can levitate objects. You should've seen the first time she tried it. Mom didn't let me go with them, but from what they told me, it was pretty amazing. After they had dealt with their share of demons, Willow had spotted a kitten stuck in a tree and had to rescue it. That's Willow for you, I guess. Xander tried to climb the tree, but couldn't. (This is very funny in my mind, you should've seen his face when Willow was telling this part!) Anyway, Willow chanted a spell thingie and just willed the cat out of the tree! I didn't get to see that, but she demonstrated it by flying little things around the living room, like lipstick, Giles' car keys, and other things. It was really cool.
Willow found a locator spell that they're gonna do to try to find you, but can't do it until September 'cause of some flower. Xander and Anya are gonna go to Texas on Sept. 5th, find the flower, and come back on the 20th. They probably won't do it until mid-October. I "overheard" them talking once. So, unless you want to be found, I suggest you come home before they do the spell. (Hint hint)
I got out of school last month. A couple of weeks before I got out, mom let me stay home from school one day and we went shopping. I got a ton of clothes. Not to mention makeup, jewelry, the works! Right now, I'm wearing my favorite outfit that we bought. I have a red halter-top that looks like a hankie! I can't believe mom let me get it. Anyway, my shorts are black and have 4 buttons instead of a zipper. Oh, and mom let me streak my hair, so now I have red highlights. I can't wait to show off my new outfits when you come home.
Well, I think I hear someone coming up the stairs, probably Willow or Tara, so I'm gonna have to end this letter. I miss you. Can't wait to see you again.
Love,
Dawn
P.s. Come home!!
P.P.S. Write back soon.