A/N

(At play practice)
Me: Hola!
Edwin: Y hola from me too!
Me: You'll never guess where we are *looks at clothes* or what we're wearing
Edwin: I don't know what you're talking about Bibbi, I like my Michael Jackson blazer.
Me: Yeah, well you get cool clothes! I have to wear a kimono and 10 tons of face crap!
Edwin: True, true
Me: Crap, we've gotta get on stage!
We go act for like an hour, then come back.
Edwin: You missed out on 12 hours of torture.
Me: But we're done! *does happy dance*
Edwin; Haha, happy dance. I've gotta go change outta this costume
Me: HA! I already changed!
Edwin: Yeah, into your uniform.
Me: Yeah...
Edwin: So, Disney liability time?
Me: Yep! Nosotros no tenemos los Newsies. Don't sue us. (I totally just made up that Spanish. Ed: Spanish, what a joke. Me: :P lol)
Edwin: Now go read, and REVIEW OR ELSE!

It had been weeks. Cold, miserable, rainy weeks. I didn't sell anymore, seeing as people tended not to buy from girls who didn't hawk the headlines. I didn't talk, because I had nothing to say. Well, nothing that I wanted to say so badly that I would start sobbing just to open my mouth to make a smart alec remark. It was just a normal day, well, the new normal. I decided to go for a walk in the park, something that I haven't done in a long time. I walked past the pond, remembering how he had pushed me in. I walked past the flowers, remembering that they were once full of life, just like him. I was so busy remembering that I missed seeing my brother right in front of me, and as a result ran straight into him.

"Hey Bits." he said, picking himself off the ground. I realzied with a shock that a month ago we both would have been laughing our heads off at the situation. Now he wasn't even smiling, and I felt like it was my fault.

"Sorry Mush, I didn't look where I was walking." I said with a voice horse from lack of use.

He looked at me, completely and utterly shocked. I could understand why he was so surprised. I mean, I hadn't spoken a word in weeks. This had to be a shock to him.

"So, who were ya lookin' for?" I asked as he helped me up.

"You actually. I needed to talk to you for a minute." Mush said as we started walking.

"Well, I'm here, so start talkin'" I said, trying to joke around a bit.

"Ya might wanna sit down." Mush said softly, leading me to a bench. I sat and waited for him to start talking.

"Dey went through his room a couple a days ago, and dey found some ledders. One was ta you." Mush, said, not beating around the bush. He held out an envelope and I took it.

Mush walked off, whistling a slow, sad song.

I looked at the envelope in my hands. Across the front was a scrawl I never thought I'd see again. It was sloppy, like the writer knew they didn't have much time, but still legible, like they knew it was their last chance to say something. Only a single word was written on the envelope. My name. With shaking hands I opened the envelope and began to read...

Lucky


I love you.

I was shocked. He could have written so many things, could have said so much. Some how he knew the three words I needed to hear, the words I thought he would never be able to tell me again. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I felt something fall out of the envelope. I looked on the ground and saw a simple silver chain with a small heart pendent on it. Picking it up, a small piece of paper fluttered to the ground. I caught it before it fell in a puddle and laughed as I read it. I put on the necklace and put the letter. I let the slip of paper fly into the air, to make some one else as happy as it made me. As I ran to the Lodge, I saw a boy with pink suspenders on catch the piece of paper and read it. He smiled, and I pictured the little slip in my head. The crinkled up piece of paper held only two words.

Merry Christmas

A/N

(The first authors note was from play practice, right before our show.) Well, that was unexpected. I apologize for the shortness, but it seemed like a good place for the story to stop. Let me know if you want a sequel.(I've got one planned, but if no one wants to read it, then I won't write it)

Merry Christmas!