Susan will soon discover that she is less alone than she thought. Now she must recover from what she saw.

-A Winter Chill

"Do you think she'll be alright doctor," Susan woke to hear Mrs. Macready's voice.

"Yes," she heard another voice she couldn't place, "she jut needs rest; probably will have nothing more than a common cold." Susan opened her eyes to find herself in her room and there standing over her were Mrs. Macready and an elderly man, presumably the doctor. Susan soon remembered what had happened to her and put it out of her mind for it was to painful.

"She's waking up doctor," Mrs. Macready's voice sounded worried. Susan then opened her eyes and tried to sit up.

"What happened?" she asked them.

"You were out in the rain and we couldn't find you," Mrs Macready said.

"You should stay indoors during storms around here," the doctor said. Then Susan saw someone else walk in the room; Mr. Lee. She looked around wondering what else had happened.

"How did you find me?" she asked with a confused look on her face.

"We're ready to go father," Mr. Lee said to the doctor.

"Good day Miss Pevensie," the doctor said picking up his bag, "get well soon." He walked out and Mr. Lee nodded goodbye to her.

"We had a sight of trouble finding you," Mrs. Macready said, "so we called the Lee's. Mr. Alexander's father is the doctor around here and we figured if you were in the rain you'd need him. Alexander found you in the grove." Susan sat up amazed.

"What happened to me," she asked.

"You were mumbling something about being alone when he brought you back," Mrs Macready said standing up, "then you mentioned Peter but I presume it hurts to speak of him."

"I am sorry I caused you so much trouble," Susan said, "I was talking a walk and..." she debated whether to continued then added, "things just happen." Though she knew what had happened to her was not natural and wondered if she was going crazy.

"Well," Mrs. Macready said with a caring smile, "be thankful we have good neighbors." Susan smiled at that, she had only begun to meet them.

Later that day Susan sat down to read the rest of Peter's book. I was amazing to her how vivid the details were in it that she felt like she was in another world when she read it. She wondered how Peter's imagination had gotten so big as she turned each page. By the late afternoon she had finished the whole book. She then got up and walked toward a desk near her bed, there he wrote a letter to Mr. Clawson.

Mr. Clawson,

I have finished my read of my brothers book and I find it quite intriguing. I think that with its vivid descriptions, imaginative language, and exciting characters it should be sent to the presses immediately. Therefore I am disclosing the manuscript with this letter and telling it to publish it whenever you want. Younger readers will certainly devour this book the way I have. I also want to let you know that I have discovered that my brother wrote 5 other books as well and I hope that you'll publish them also if I ever find them.

-Susan Pevensie

She finished her letter, then wrapped the manuscript up in brown paper and tied the letter to it. She then called Mrs. Macready and told her to have the package mailed as soon as she could.

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A couple days later Susan was up and about around the house searching Peter's study for his next book. She enjoyed her brothers imagination and longed to be drawn back into his beautiful world of fantasy. After an hour of searching she decided to give up for the day when Mrs. Macready walked in.

"Miss Pevensie," Mrs. Macready said holding something, "I have an invitation for you to the Lee's annual picnic this Saturday." She held it out to Susan who took it.

"I don't know if I shall be able to go," Susan said looking up from it.

"I think you should," Mrs. Macready said, "it would be an excellent way to meet the people around here." Susan smiled at the elderly woman.

"Alright, only if you go with me," Susan said. Mrs. Macready looked surprised.

"Master Peter use to make me come as well," she said quietly and Susan saw tears form in her eyes, "he said that I needed a day to relax every once in awhile." Susan then suddenly hugged the older woman who she now realized was feeling as much pain as here with the loss of two dear friends.

"It's alright," Susan said letting the older woman go, "We'll get through this." Mrs. Macready then straightend up seriously again.

"I will go with you mama," she said.

"Call me Susan," Susan responded, "please."

"Thank you then, Susan," she said with a smile, "and here is another letter from the publisher in London." Susan gladly took it and Mrs. Macready left the room. She hastily opened the letter and was excited about what it said.

Dear Miss Pevensie

Out other book reviewers also loved the book, so it will be on the presses this week and hopefully will be released next month. It is a shame your brother is not alive to see this moment, he would have been proud. If this one does well we would enjoy publishing those other ones you talked about in your last letter. Thank you for being a good worker. - Mr. Clawson.

Susan resumed her search that evening and finally made a discovery. In one of Peter's desk doors was he second book.

Narnia: The Defeat of Telmar

Peter Pevensie

She smiled with delight at her discovery and brought the whole manuscript to her room where she proceeded to read it. She remembered the day when they were in the country station pretending that they had gone to Narnia. She did not much remember what adventure they had invented that day but she did remember that it was her last.

In that moment something hit her. Peter had said something in his letter about a last adventure. She shrugged it off as conincidence once again telling herself that Narnia was a fantasy world and not at all real. She found herself crying again and wondered if the pain would ever leave; if she would ever be able to get on with her own life.