" Hey, can I help you?" asked Liz to the three lads standing infront of
her.
" Uh, yes mam," said one, "We were wondering if you could kindly let us share those three spare seats with us."
" Oh, sure, help yourself." Liz replied, thinking 'Lads in America are never that friendly, only if you knew them.
The three lads sat down, and one pulled out a battery-operated laptop.
" Nice laptop." Commented Liz.
" Thanks, I got it from me mam."
The boys and Liz were silent for most of the train journey, apart from when the boys spoke to each other. The scenery was beautiful, from the train. Or what she could see from the window. Suddenly Liz felt ever so tired and fell asleep, when she awoke, the train had stopped at the last station and one boy was prodding her awake.
" It's the last stop, miss. We're in Glasgow. You can take a taxi or a bus to the other bus station if you like, it's only about half a mile away up the road."
" Thanks." said Liz, getting off the train and looking around. The train station was bustling with hundreds of people, walking very fast past her.
" John, look at yersel, ye managed to get yersel covered in ice-cream. Go ta the loo and wash it all of now!" shouted a women to her 6 year old boy, in a very broad Scottish accent.
" Excuse me," Liz asked the women, who was now staring down at her, "can you point me to the exit please?"
The women's face broke into a smile. "Lost are you?" Liz nodded. " Well, lass, see that sign sayin' Superdrug?" Liz nodded again. " Well, just beyond that is the exit, and you can get a bus to the next station on that. You could get a bite to eat there, dear, you look half starved." The tall women smiled and handed her a five-pound note. " There you go dear, yer a polite wee bunny, no I don't want it, keep it. Fill yersel up. And here's 20p for the loo, you need cleaned up. Bye, pet."
When Liz found the bathrooms, she found that her hair was plastered all over her face. Un-noticed to her, she had been crying in her sleep, and now had tear-stained cheeks, and red eyes.
When Liz saw herself, she gasped. " Oh, god, I look awful, no wonder that lady felt sorry for me!" She waved a hand over her face, and there was the real Liz Parker, looking very normal and pretty.
Being a witch, she never went anywhere without her book of Wicca, and her diary. Her diary was written in invisible ink, so that nobody could read it but herself, so she could look back on the good life she did have with Maria, Alex and Max.
Liz then set off to find the bus that would take her to the next train Station, where she would later end up in the north of Scotland. Liz found a map, and said to herself,
Magic spell whisk me away, Where I want to be this very day. Don't take me to London, Paris, Rome or New York, Take me the furthest up this fork. To Fort William, is where I will be, And please take me there and let me see.
The world around Liz spinned, and just like that she was gone from Glasgow, and landed in Fort William, home of a cinema with only two screens and a MacDonalds, where her first meal would be.
" Uh, yes mam," said one, "We were wondering if you could kindly let us share those three spare seats with us."
" Oh, sure, help yourself." Liz replied, thinking 'Lads in America are never that friendly, only if you knew them.
The three lads sat down, and one pulled out a battery-operated laptop.
" Nice laptop." Commented Liz.
" Thanks, I got it from me mam."
The boys and Liz were silent for most of the train journey, apart from when the boys spoke to each other. The scenery was beautiful, from the train. Or what she could see from the window. Suddenly Liz felt ever so tired and fell asleep, when she awoke, the train had stopped at the last station and one boy was prodding her awake.
" It's the last stop, miss. We're in Glasgow. You can take a taxi or a bus to the other bus station if you like, it's only about half a mile away up the road."
" Thanks." said Liz, getting off the train and looking around. The train station was bustling with hundreds of people, walking very fast past her.
" John, look at yersel, ye managed to get yersel covered in ice-cream. Go ta the loo and wash it all of now!" shouted a women to her 6 year old boy, in a very broad Scottish accent.
" Excuse me," Liz asked the women, who was now staring down at her, "can you point me to the exit please?"
The women's face broke into a smile. "Lost are you?" Liz nodded. " Well, lass, see that sign sayin' Superdrug?" Liz nodded again. " Well, just beyond that is the exit, and you can get a bus to the next station on that. You could get a bite to eat there, dear, you look half starved." The tall women smiled and handed her a five-pound note. " There you go dear, yer a polite wee bunny, no I don't want it, keep it. Fill yersel up. And here's 20p for the loo, you need cleaned up. Bye, pet."
When Liz found the bathrooms, she found that her hair was plastered all over her face. Un-noticed to her, she had been crying in her sleep, and now had tear-stained cheeks, and red eyes.
When Liz saw herself, she gasped. " Oh, god, I look awful, no wonder that lady felt sorry for me!" She waved a hand over her face, and there was the real Liz Parker, looking very normal and pretty.
Being a witch, she never went anywhere without her book of Wicca, and her diary. Her diary was written in invisible ink, so that nobody could read it but herself, so she could look back on the good life she did have with Maria, Alex and Max.
Liz then set off to find the bus that would take her to the next train Station, where she would later end up in the north of Scotland. Liz found a map, and said to herself,
Magic spell whisk me away, Where I want to be this very day. Don't take me to London, Paris, Rome or New York, Take me the furthest up this fork. To Fort William, is where I will be, And please take me there and let me see.
The world around Liz spinned, and just like that she was gone from Glasgow, and landed in Fort William, home of a cinema with only two screens and a MacDonalds, where her first meal would be.