As I sat there, I wondered. How could I have been so careless as to leave it there? Maybe they kept it! Maybe they didn't throw it away because it was full of items. Another one of my mother's songs entered my mind.
What is lost will soon be found.
Do not fret, your gifts abound.
Just you wait, and you will see.
For the things most precious are your memories.
I found myself singing louder.
Don't be afraid, as the days go by.
Let your wings spread, jump, and fly.
Let the wind remove your sorrow, and head for the sky.
Because as long as you have memories, you never have to say goodbye
Suddenly, I felt the urge to talk to Mr. Wonka. I didn't know what about, but I just wanted to talk to him. Where was he? I didn't know, but I was going to find him. By myself.
I went out the door, and started down the hallway. I had to keep feeling the walls to make sure they were there, just in case. I heard humming. Not the gentile humming of Mr. Wonka, but a high-pitched one. An oompa loompa's. He came around the corner. "Hello, Miss Wonka," he bowed as he spoke, "how may I help you?"
I became flustered at his bow. "Have you seen Mr. Wonka? I would like to speak with him."
"Mr. Wonka is out. He told me not to say where he went. It's strictly confidential. Terribly sorry Miss Wonka. I had better get back to work."
I kept walking, until I was outside his bedroom door. I went in, but it was empty. I returned to my room. My room? How had I gotten there by myself? I felt so alone. I had nothing to remind me of the good things that were. No one to talk to. I went over to my closet and opened the doors. Inside I found a complete wardrobe almost identical to his. He must take this Miss Wonka thing very seriously. I removed the full outfit and examined it. "I wonder if it fits…" I put it all on, down to the socks and jewelry. It was all so perfect and I loved it. Wait, I couldn't love it! Even though it fit so well and looked so good, I didn't deserve the title.
Since I was tired, I got ready for bed. In my closet I also found a variety of nightgowns, in many different colors and styles. Once I chose the baby blue one, I was ready for bed. I lay down on my bed. "Oh, I have always wanted a bed with satin sheets!" I thought about the day I received the box of chocolates, and fell asleep.