Willow's Point of View
Daddy invited a special guest over to the house for dinner. Cinderella. I didn't even know she was real. She was so sweet. She even let me try on her glass slipper. I didn't fit it. She explained that I was just a little girl and when I get older it would fit and she gave me a pair of glass slippers that did fit me. That was so cool. I had forgotten that I was a little girl. I forgot what it's like when the worst problem in my life was having to get an owiee (or a shot)
"Willow? Honey," Mommy said interrupting my thoughts, "Can you pass me the french Fries?"
"Of course," I said passing mommy the fries. Mommy makes yummy fries.
"Thank you sweetheart"
Daddy bought us a new house too. I loved the new house. It was really cute. I had my own room too. Also, I had a playroom. Mommy and daddy got me a whole bunch of new toys to play with. Rainbow, that's my doggie and NLM, my kitty get their own rooms too. It was a fairly big house. Rainbow's room was filled with toys and so is NLM. Best of all it's away from the place where the bad guy hurt me.
Cinderella had to say goodbye after that. I felt sad that she had to go. It wasn't fair.
"She'll be back," daddy promised me.
"KK," I said.
Jade's Point Of View
KK? I couldn't help thinking how much Willow sounded like Cat. It was really cute. Of course I don't want her going around saying WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN, all the time.
"Honey," I said a few hours later, "It's time for bed"
She threw a fit. That was not like Willow. She never had tantrums. Beck quickly got to her level.
"Sweetheart why don't you want to go to bed," he asked her.
"I don't wanna be alone," she said, "I don't want him to find me"