As Dorothy awaked to smiling faces she told them all of her visit to Oz. They all reassured her that it was all just a dream. Dorothy did not continue to insist that it was all real, for there was nothing to prove her right. So she rested for a few days. Just within three day life on the farm was back to normal again. No talking scare crows, or cowardly lions, no tin man or a witch of any sort. Dorothy thought that maybe it had been quite a vivid dream. And everyone was too busy to care again and ignoring Dorothy, the way things were supposed to be.
"Auntie Em, I was wondering–" Dorothy started one day, but was quickly cut off by her aunt who sounded very irritated.
"Dorothy! Can't you see I'm very busy? Go make yourself useful." she responded as she walked away with a bundle of clothes which she hung up to dry.
Dorothy gave an exasperated sigh, and threw herself down onto the grass. Now that she was back she realized that she loved her family but longed to be back in Oz. She stared at the sky, where no clouds lingered. Toto came running towards her wagging his tail and barking.
"Oh, Toto! You are my only friend around here. How would you like to go back to Oz?" Dorothy called to her dog. Toto cocked his head and she continued "You'd like to visit some of our old friends, wouldn't you? Of course.." But Dorothy's voice faded off. She had no idea how to get back to Oz. Last time it had been a twister which had sent her whole house flying over the rainbow. She decided that was it, she must somehow travel again over the rainbow. "We have to walk Toto...Well, we can't make another twister." she added to herself more than to Toto.
