Peter and the Starcatchers
Chapter 2: Molly's Choice
"And there's the mermaid's lagoon." He finished the tour by pointing at the large blue pool of water crawling with mermaids.
"I know," she said rolling her eyes.
"But," Peter said grabbing her wrist, "we don't have to stay here."
Molly giggled. "Peter…you're so…perfect!"
"I know." He smiled.
She smiled, but rolled her eyes.
"Now what?"
Molly shrugged and slumped down in the sand. She pushed her feet deep into the soft, dry sand. Peter sat next to her. He picked up sand and let it flow through his fingers.
"Uh," he cleared his throat, "do you like it hear?"
Molly paused and looked at him, smiling. "Are you kidding? I love it! It's beautiful and perfect and I wish I could live like this!"
"But you can!"
She frowned. "No Peter. Father will wonder where I am and I must grow up."
Peter stood up and threw his hands into the air. "No! I don't want you to go!"
Molly pushed herself up and brushed the sand from her dress. "Peter I thought you understood."
"Understood what?"
"That I don't belong here, I'm not like you."
Peter pawed at the ground with his foot. "What do you mean?"
Molly walked closer and put a hand on his arm. "You can fly…at will…I can't and will never be able to."
"Just leave if you have to." He jerked away and turned his back on her.
"But Peter I…I don't know the way home." Her face was wet; she let the tears run down her rosy cheeks.
He pointed at the sky, still not facing her. "I'll arrange a fairy guide to lead you back."
She reached out her hand, but he pushed it away. "I thought you would."
He turned to face her and his face, too was wet. "I thought you would stay, but you won't." His eyes were red and glazed.
"I understand," she replied and turned to leave.
"Molly," he called, "wait!" He reached out and grabbed her arm. He pulled her into a hug and she rested her head on his shoulder. "Good-bye Molly."
"Good-bye Peter."
That was the last Peter ever saw of Molly. Well, no, that isn't true. Though he had promised to come and get her every summer, he has forgotten. One spring though, he thought he could surprise her. He crept up to her window and peeked in. What he saw would haunt him forever, or so he thought.
In what was her old room he saw her sitting in a chair, rocking a child. Her child, he thought. A tall man stood behind the chair, his hands on her shoulders. He looked down on her and smiled. Then their eyes had met.
"Peter!" Molly had cried.
Peter had lept from the ledge and soared into the air.
"Peter! Come back!"
But he hadn't, and he vowed he would never return.
That chapter is kind of sad…but I like it……more chapters on the way…and Wendy.