Fly Away

When You Wish Upon A Star

Satine's childhood home was situated on the edge of New York City in the countryside. It was three storey's high and looked like it was put dead in the middle of the garden. All around the house were trees, flowers and shrubs. Satine walked around a smile on her face. Everything was as she remembered it. They walked around to the bak garden. There was a fantastic view of the city.

'Look. This was my favourite spot.' She pointed out to Christian. 'Mother and I used to come up here and watch the world go by. It was so magical.'

'It seems so.' Christian smiled, glad to see a smile on Satine's face again. She hadn't smiled since the boat.

'What's this?' Satine asked, bending down to gently finger a plant. It hadn't been there before.

'It's a rose bush. It was your mother's favourite plant.'

'I know that. But what is it doing here? It wasn't here before.'

'Satine,' Oliver turned her round and held her shoulders, 'it was placed here in memory of your mother.'

'In memory...?' Satine couldn't believe the words coming out of her mouth.

'That is how we managed to get the house.'

'S-She's dead?' Her eyes looked up. They were so big, so innocent, so vulnerable.

'Yes.'

'Did he...?'

'Um....'

'Did he?' Satine asked with more force this time. Oliver couldn't answer he just nodded. She turned away unable to speak. Her lower lip began to quiver, the tears began to slowly fall down her face.

'Nooooo!' She threw herself to the ground and began pounding with her hands and feet. She was acting like a toddler having a tantrum. Christian watched his fiancee fall apart. He was desperate to help her but knew he was powerless. If only he knew.

Suddenly Satine got up and started to run. Christian started after her but Oliver held up his hand.

'Leave her. We'll find her later.'

Satine kept on running and she didn't stop. Then she began to gasp. Her breath became ragged and she couldn't breathe. She gulped in big lungfuls of air. She was panicking. She knew she needed to calm down. Taking deep breaths, she managed to get her breathing back to normal. Now she was exhausted but it didn't matter she had reached where she wanted to be.

There was a massive hole in the ground and across it was a log. Satine rembered playing up near there when she was younger. This was her hiding place, where she went to get away. Gingerly she moved into the middle of the log and sat there, her legs swinging. She should never have left her. At the harbour she should have gone back. If only...Satine shook her head. You can't think like that, she scolded herself. She had managed to save herself. Some people may not think of it like that but compared to her mother she had.

She heard the snapping of twigs. She didn't bother to look up. She knew who was there.

'Do you remeber when we camped out up here. We sat on this very spot and both said what we were going to do?'

'Sure I do.' Oliver settled himself next to her.

'Did we do it?'

'I said I was going to make something of my life and I have a successful business and a good marriage.'

'I said I was going to fly away.'

'Have you done that?'

'No. I can't let go of the past.'

'You have to face the past to let go.'

'I don't know if I can.' Satine turned to look at her cousin. Oliver looked back.

'You must.'

'Sorry.' Christian appeared with Livvie.

'That's ok.' Satine said. He and Livvie joined the two of them on the log. In the moonlight you could see four silhouettes all of them dangling their legs over the edge of the log.

Satine: When you wish upon a star,

Makes no difference who you are,

Anything your heart desires

Will come to you.

Oliver: If your heart is in a dream,

No request is too extreme,

When you wish upon a star,

As dreamers do.

Livvie: Fate is kind,

She brings to those who love,

The sweet fullfillment of their secret longing.

Christian: Like a bolt out of the blue,

Fate steps in and sees you through.

All: When you wish upon a star,

Your dreams come true.

'Make a wish everyone!' Satine called out. Everyone closed their eyes and wished.