If life gives you lemons, make lemonade, ad go find someone that was given Vodka, and have a party!- Ron White

Kat burst into laughter. She was laughing so hard she fell out of her chair. "Whoo dad, that's a good one." She laughed. She was laughing so hard tears were coming out of her eyes. Bert, just continued to watch, and finally, she caught how he was looking at her. "You're serious?" She asked as she stared at him while she was upside down. He nodded slowly.

Kat jumped up quickly and tried her hardest not to scream with terror, it wasn't working all that well. "Ok so what your saying is, that one, you're a really old guy who is trapped in my dad's body?" Bert opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by another one of Kat's listing of the confused and unexplained. "So, what does that make me? Am I really a 16 year old girl, or ghost or what?" She asked.

"Kat, your mother has to explain the rest of this to you, now get dressed, I have a feeling something is going to happen tonight." He said, he quickly got out of her room before she could ask any other questions.

"Oh my gosh." Kat said as she pulled on some jeans and a dark blue shirt. She slipped on her flip flops and waited on her dad downstairs.

"Kat, you must think I'm crazy at this point." He said as they were driving to Mary's house.

"That, or drunk, but you know, who can tell?" She replied back.

Bert rolled his eyes. "Kat, I am neither, and if I recall, I don't believe I've ever been either." He said trying to remember everything that had happened to him in the 93 years.

Kat yelled that the house was right there, to break the silence. Bert turned the car into the drive and as if by magic, Mary appeared at the front door.

"It's about time you got here, I thought I would have to go and get you two, ugh, leaving me here worried sick." She said tapping her foot.

"Mary, she deserves to know now." He said as he got out and slammed the car door.

"Now? You mean right this minute now?" She asked as she fidgeted.

"Yes, now." He said as they walked past Mary into the house.

Mary, Bert, and Kat walked into the parlor and sat down. Kat was, as usual, the first to open her mouth.

"All right, he thinks he's over 100 years old, so what are we going to do with him?" She asked as she grinded her teeth together to keep from yelling at Mary.

"He is correct, as am I." Mary said silently.

"I was born into a family of insane people!" She yelled as she shot up, all the glasses that had been on the table, flew off and broke.

"Kat, you aren't as old as you think you are." Mary said as she barely noticed the glasses on the floor.

"Oh yeah? How old am I then?" She asked as she folded her arms across her chest.

"93." Mary and Bert said at the same time.

"Excuse me?" She asked.

"You're 93 years old, you were born in the year 1915." Mary explained.

"Oh really? How have I stayed so young then, and I don't remember anything about growing up back then?" She asked she was getting so pissed off now, this was not even close to funny.

"No one really remembers growing up, your father doesn't, Roberson doesn't, I do, because, well, that's the other thing." She said as she stood up.

Kat gave her a confused look, and she watched Mary snap her fingers. There was a loud sound as if like a bang and suddenly all the glasses, stood on the table, unbroken. Kat stared in awe. How did she do that. "Are you Chris Angel or something?" She asked.

"No, snap your fingers, and watch what happens." Mary explained.

"I don't know how to snap." She said. Bert and Mary looked at one another and Bert just shook his head, as if saying she really didn't know how.

Mary rolled her eyes and showed her how to snap. "It's not hard, just let your fingers grind across the other." She said.

Kat held up her fingers, she made a silent snap at first, and then another, until the last one she did, sounded like a bang and the books that were on the shelf, fell ontop of Bert, and the table, three vases fell off their stands, and something must've happened in the kitchen, because Roberson screamed something that no one could make out.

Kat hunched her shoulders, shut her eyes, and gritted her teeth. Mary pressed her lips together trying not to laugh, and Bert was trying to get the stack of books off him.

"It's all right Kat, you're still learning, I'll teach you in time, just remember this, when you go to use your powers, think of what you're about to do ahead of time, this will help you more." She said.

"Are you completely crazy!? I am not going to be anymore of a freak then I all ready am. And I am not 93 years old, I believe you both need to be in an Asylum, this is insane! Preposterous, inconceivable, and totally messed up." Kat said as she rushed from the room, and out the front door, leaving a very stunned Mary and Bert behind her.

Kat walked through the park. It was dark, and she thought she could hear thunder in the distance. She didn't care though. She needed to have a few moments of sanity and silence. What was happening to her? She was a normal teenager, with normal problems, now she is a magician type thing, and she can't even get rid of it, and it was all because her mother had come back into her life.

She kicked at a pebble and watched it roll along the path, never knowing where it would go, or stop. Kat thought about what she was going to do now. All she really could do was go back to Mary and apologize. She stopped and looked around. She was at a cemetary, how did she end up there? She searched the tombstones a little as she was going to turn around, but one caught her eye.

"Jane Caroline Banks 1902-1920." Is what it read. Kat saw their was a message on the tombstone, she dusted the grass and dirt away and she saw it said "Loving daughter, she was so young." Kat read it over and over. She was beginning to remember something. Her father had been upset for a long time about a girl who had died when she was 5, or thought she was five.

"Daddy kept going on about how he couldn't believe someone had done that to her." She said to no one. "I remember that. How is that so?" She asked as she stood back up and then the rain began to fall, as if the angels were crying for her.

Kat ran back to the park and back to Mary's front door, where Roberson, and Mary's 2nd maid, Alexa, was looking for her. They were just about to give up when they saw her coming. She tripped up the walk way and sailed onto the porch, the rain was cold as ice.

"We thought someone had kidnapped you." Alexa said as she wrapped the towel around Kat.

"Please, someone would pay my dad to take me back if I was kidnapped." Kat replied as she walked through the door.

"You're parents are upstairs, but first, you should change." Roberson said.

"Good choice." Kat replied as they all walked upstairs. They went into the guest room, and there was a dress lying on the bed for her, it was not anything like she'd ever seen before. It looked like a dress from the 1900's, maybe they weren't kidding. Kat put it on and then the strangest thing happened.

"Kat, we must hurry, they're waiting on you, in the attic hurry!" Alexa said as she pushed her up the attic stairs a few seconds later.

"Why?" She asked as she put her hand on the doorknob.

"Go!" They yelled at the same time and they swung the door open and pushed Kat inside, where she blacked out.

Sorry for the cliffy! But I can't let you know where she's going yet. lol muhaha, and yall, one our fellow writers, Disney Brown, who isn't 14 btw, she's 18, just got a job as a chimney sweep in the play Mary Poppins, she tours with them as well in 2009! YAY Disney! Anyway till next time!

Ashton

Ending Quote: Mame Dennis: Come now Agnes! You need to live, live, live! Life is a feast and some poor suckers are starving to death!