This story is an aftermath of a more modern Alice in Wonderland and Through
the Looking Glass. The characters are not mine.they are Lewis Carroll's.
~*ChApTeR three*~
Alice woke up to the sound of the song, "Jumpin, Jumpin," by Destiny's Child. (Her alarm clock played the radio to wake her up.) She wondered 2 things right away. Why was a song so old on her station? She liked the song, but the station was Z, the hits of today. She also wondered why her alarm clock was set on a Saturday. She looked at the clock. It was seven. She groggily got out of bed and walked into the kitchen.
"What's going on?" she asked. She was very surprised to see everyone in the kitchen, including her mother and father. Her mother wasn't supposed to get back for another week or so.
"Honey, it's Grandma Pinky," her mother said. Alice realized there were tears in her eyes.
"What happened?" Alice didn't even know who Grandma Pinky was. "And who's Grandma Pinky?"
Her father handled this one. "Grandma Pinky is your mother's grandmother. The one who got her started in her career." He paused. "She passed away last night."
"When's the funeral?"
"Monday." Alice thought about that.
"Is it going to be here, in LA?" Alice certainly hoped it wasn't. She would miss 2 days of school, and with all the rumors flying about how she was a psycho with bad dreams, people would have enough time to forget about it.
"Actually, yes, it will be. Grandma Pinky lived in Arkansas, but most of her friends and family live here. It will be a lot easier for everyone to have it here."
"Oh." She had gotten her hopes up over nothing. Well, maybe not. She would have to miss Monday for the funeral, right? Better check. "Daddy, will I miss school on Monday?"
"Nope. The funeral is in the evening."
Shit, shit, shit. "I'm still sleepy. I think I'm going to go back to bed." She gave her mother a kiss, and then crawled under her covers. She was not planning on waking up until one at the earliest.
~*ChApTeR three*~
Alice woke up to the sound of the song, "Jumpin, Jumpin," by Destiny's Child. (Her alarm clock played the radio to wake her up.) She wondered 2 things right away. Why was a song so old on her station? She liked the song, but the station was Z, the hits of today. She also wondered why her alarm clock was set on a Saturday. She looked at the clock. It was seven. She groggily got out of bed and walked into the kitchen.
"What's going on?" she asked. She was very surprised to see everyone in the kitchen, including her mother and father. Her mother wasn't supposed to get back for another week or so.
"Honey, it's Grandma Pinky," her mother said. Alice realized there were tears in her eyes.
"What happened?" Alice didn't even know who Grandma Pinky was. "And who's Grandma Pinky?"
Her father handled this one. "Grandma Pinky is your mother's grandmother. The one who got her started in her career." He paused. "She passed away last night."
"When's the funeral?"
"Monday." Alice thought about that.
"Is it going to be here, in LA?" Alice certainly hoped it wasn't. She would miss 2 days of school, and with all the rumors flying about how she was a psycho with bad dreams, people would have enough time to forget about it.
"Actually, yes, it will be. Grandma Pinky lived in Arkansas, but most of her friends and family live here. It will be a lot easier for everyone to have it here."
"Oh." She had gotten her hopes up over nothing. Well, maybe not. She would have to miss Monday for the funeral, right? Better check. "Daddy, will I miss school on Monday?"
"Nope. The funeral is in the evening."
Shit, shit, shit. "I'm still sleepy. I think I'm going to go back to bed." She gave her mother a kiss, and then crawled under her covers. She was not planning on waking up until one at the earliest.
