Chapter 2: Dear Old Shiz
!!Elphaba's POV!!
"Darling! Could you come in here a sec?"
I heard Fiyero calling, and since he only calls for me in an emergency, I practically ran to meet him in the entry room, accompanied by Chistery.
"What is it?" I noticed Chistery had brought our most recent newspaper.
"Look what favorite person of mine made the front page in a story about a secret that should have never been told?" He held the paper out to me.
As soon as I saw the headline and the giant picture of me and Glinda standing side by side, I knew what had happened. It wasn't even a real picture. It was a recent picture of Glinda, she looks so old! Do I look that old? Surely not, and an old school picture of mine. I could almost remember when that picture was taken. The night after Galinda (not yet Glinda) gave me the makeover, and when I finally realized I loved him. . .
"Elphaba? Hello? Earth to Elphi." He snapped his fingers in front of my face, and brought me out of my trance. I shook my head, like a dog shaking water of its fur.
"Oh no. No, NO! She promised not to tell! She promised!" I burst into tears, partly out of anger, and partly out of the joy in finally having the truth about what happened with the Wizard and I told, and my name finally cleared.
Glinda. 'Galinda'! I let the angry part of me explode for just a short second. From all my experiences growing up, I learned that I should never keep emotions and feelings inside. So… I should have known! The 'ol school girl awakens. She was bound to spill it at some point. Why did I even think that she- that she could- Her mouth was made to be open! I mean she promised! Did that not- did she not care? She- Me- ARGH! Did she even think about how this would make my f-
Oh.
She thinks I'm dead.
Dammit.
"I just wish I could talk to her. . . let her know I'm still alive. . ." I was more talking to myself then anything. Still I cast a hopeful glance in Fiyero's direction.
I finally got my spell reversed about nine years ago, and now we have a soon-to-be-ten year old daughter, named Glinda, but she goes by Linda. She looks exactly like me, only without the Green skin.
Oh, the irony...
She got her father's semi-dark skin, with an ever so slight tinge of green. She was beautiful. Inside and out. One feature I knew she couldn't have gotten from me.
Yeah, I still have some self esteem issues. Joy.
My family has changed me so much. They're what I always wanted. What I needed.
"You know that's not possible," My husband said, "She would never understand why you left, and you would be hunted again. But. . ." He looked thoughtful for a second then looked at me, then to the direction of our daughter's rooms where she was sleeping, and then back to me.
Oh no.
"What?" I asked, now actually curious, and somewhat worried.
"I have some money saved up, so we could. . . you know. . . maybe. . ." He looked thought full again. Yet he also looked wary, cautious.
"Yes?" I was slightly anxious now.
"We could send Linda to Shiz, and she could learn more about Glinda's life since we left, and maybe find out if it is safe enough to return."
Face palm.
For the love of Oz!
Is there ANY reason why we didn't think of this before now…?
I mean- this is perfect! I about died. It was the perfect idea.
"YES! YES, YES, YES, YES, YES!" I hugged him hard.
'Dear old Shiz' I never thought you'd be more than a bad dream- a nightmare of a memory. Very few good things came out of you. I only count two.
But now…!
"Now we can finally give her the life she deserves."