I got into my bunk. It had been a good day. I drifted off to sleep... I looked around I was in a my old bed room. I look over at the full length mirror. I was in a rich girls dress. This had to be some sort of odd dream. I heard the door open. I turned and saw my father standing in the door way. I ran towards the window. But he catches me.
"You killed her, you bitch!" He screamed.
He started punching me! There was blood everywhere! I screamed as I struggled to get out of his grasp.
I woke up. Tears were going down my cheeks.
"Faith are you okay?" Race asked. "You were talking in your sleep."
I bursted out in tears. Racetrack sat on my bunk and put his arms around me.
"It was just a dream." He said. "Tell me what happened."
I took a shaky breath.
"I was in my old house and my dad was beating me..."
"It's okay, it was just a dream." He said. "Everything is going to be okay."
Race held me like that for long time.
"Racetrack, thank you." I said.
"Don't worry about it." Race whispered. "Are you ready to go back to sleep?"
"Yeah."
"You want me to stay here with you?" He asked.
"Yeah, if I start talking in my sleep just wake me up." I said.
"Okay."
I fell asleep that night next to Race. I was glad that he was there for me and that nothing had changed since me and Spot became together. Well one thing... I loved Race. That I was sure of.
I woke up the next morning with Racetrack shaking me.
"I'm awake!" I said.
Racetrack smiled.
"Are you okay, after you know..."
"I'm fine. Thanks Race for last night."
"Really, don't worry about it!"
I went to the washroom. I washed my face and got dressed. I got fifty papers and sold them all quickly. I had something that for some reason kept coming to my mind. Sally from the dress shop was in that family photo. Why was she there. I knew someone might just know the answer. That someone was Medda. After selling all of my papers I ran to the Irving Hall. I opened the back door and stepped inside. Medda was standing inside.
"Hi Faith. How is everything." She asked me.
"I'm fine. I wanted to ask you something."
"Okay. come with me to my dressing room."
I followed her to her dressing room and sat on the couch.
"This is about Sally from the dress shop. I saw her in a family photo of mine. Is there something you haven't told me Medda?"
There was a pause. Medda looked down at her shoes. She took a deep breath.
"Yes there is something I didn't tell you about Sally... I was hoping you would find this out on your own but... Sally's your aunt."
I took a deep breath. That was a lot to take in!
"She always said you had died because that's what your family was told when you ran away." Medda explained.
It all made sense. That doll was mine, I knew it was! She was in a family photo because she was family. The dead girl and me had so much in common because she was me! It all made sense. But what should I say to Sally?
"Should I tell her?" I asked.
"Yes I think so. Maybe I should come with you."
Medda coming with me would make a big difference. She would know it wasn't just some stupid prank.
"That would be perfect." I said.
"We'll talk to her tomorrow, just before closing at seven."
"Yeah."
"How is Spot and how's Racetrack?"Medda asked.
"Fine. I'm Spot's girl now."
"Congratulations!" She wrapped me in one of her hugs. "And Race?"
My chest got tight.
"He's good."
It must have been really obvious that I had feelings for Race, because the moment that I said that a look of sadness comes over her face.
"Oh no... don't tell me you love him too."
I looked down at my shoes. I felt tears coming to my eyes. Medda wrapped me in another hug. I felt tears going down my cheeks.
"I'm so sorry..." She said.
I wasn't sure what I wanted anymore. I thought I did but... I knew I had to chose one. I didn't know what to do then.
"Medda what do I do?" I asked.
"You should tell Spot."
It felt like a knife was plunged into my chest.
"How?"
"Just tell him the truth."
"And Racetrack?"
"The same."
I took a deep breath and dried my eyes.
"What will they say?"
"I don't know, but you have to tell them." She said firmly. "You have to."
Later at the boarding house I felt nervous. Nervous about Race, nervous about Spot. I had to tell Race and this was the perfect time to tell him. I felt so stressed!
"Hey." I heard.
I turned to see Race. I felt heat go to my cheeks and my heart do flips. What do I say? Medda's words go through my mind. "Just tell him the truth."
"Hey. Can I talk to you about something important?" I asked.
"Sure."
My chest tightened and I felt light headed.
"Umm... I wanted to tell you about... my dream last night. It's really been bothering me."
I couldn't bring myself to say what I had to say. I knew it had to come out, but I just couldn't.
"Faith don't worry. I'll be watching out for you." He said.
"Thank you Racetrack."
"No problem." Race said showing me one of his smiles.
I felt myself blush. I had to talk to Spot first. I felt like I would cheating on Spot if I told Race. I had to tell him the next day.