A/N: Hello-lo-lo! This story is a one-shot, but I kinda wrote a bit from Mary's perspective that I liked so I just added it as a bonus chapter. Read and review please, but no flames allowed. However, constructive critiques are accepted and appreciated. Enjoy!

Mary Lennox had mixed feelings about Dickon's return home. Of course she was thrilled and relieved to be seeing the one who she cared for more deeply than anyone on earth (including her cousin Colin, whom she loved dearly ), but she was also furious. However, Mary wasn't quite sure if her anger was based on the fact he had left the manor and the garden, or on the fact that he left her. She had been residing with a kind girl named Sara during her trip to London when she got her first (and only) letter from him. It read:

Dear Miss Mary,
I hope you are having a graidely time in London. I am writing this letter to tell you that Ben will be watching over your garden 'till you get back. I don't know if anyone has told you yet, so I suppose I'll break the news to you. By the time you get this letter, I'll have been fighting for our fine country for about a month. Please don't take my departure personally. However, to prevent you from getting too sad or getting your hopes up, this will be my only letter. I've had a great time working with you and I can't wait to see you when you get home. If I get home. Never mind that. Just enjoy your time and try not to worry your pretty little head about your little gardener.

Sincerely,

Fondly,

With all my love,

Your Dickon

When she first got the note, she read it at least seven times before she faintly heard Sara's voice asking if she was alright. Mary took a deep breath and put a small pitiful smile on her face. Sensing her sorrow, Sara sent her up stairs to lie down. Mary, quite grateful her friend wasn't prying, left the tea table.

She read the letter every night after that. Even when she returned home she skimmed through it, try to analyze what Dickon was feeling while writing every word. Ugh! It was almost like he was just trying to be irritable. Except she was so fond of him that he could never irritable to her. Which made her even more irritated.

When Mary discovered Dickon was coming home, she didn't know how she would react. Would she slap him for making her so confused? Would she scream with delight and run up to him? Would she be so happy that she would grab his face to her's and kiss him passionately? Actually, that last suggestion was a bit too out of her character. Scratch that. All of her previous suggestions were out of character for anyone.

In the end, Mary decided that she would be as contrary as possible until he explained himself. However, her plans were foiled the second she saw his smile.

'K hope you liked it. By the way, did you get the Little Princess referance? Yeah you probably did, but I just felt like asking . Anyway, thanks for reading and I hpe you will tune in for new stories real soon ! Buh-ba-hi!