Glinda suddenly called, "Elphaba!" I spun—thinking she meant me—and then I saw a flying broom. I flew towards it, carefully, thinking, guys, don't follow me. Max nodded and I raced toward the broom. The woman on the broom saw me and hissed, "Fiyero, keep moving. We can let that girl catch up with us." I grimaced and thought, Aunt Elphaba. Uncle Fiyero. It's me. Glinda's daughter. Elphaba—the woman on the broom suddenly turned and looked at me.
"You look like Glinda, but her daughter died seven years ago." Elphaba said. I nodded and I said, "I know—but what really happened was I was taken to the School." Elphaba nodded and, pointing to my wings, whispered, "And that happened?" I nodded and said, "Let's go talk to Mom."
Aunt Elphaba nodded and I saw the flock prepare to leave. I waved and called, "Goodbye Max! Goodbye Dylan! Goodbye Iggy! Goodbye Nudge! Goodbye Gazzy!" They all turned and waved back to me and called, "Goodbye Angel!"
Then Aunt Elphaba and Mom went out into the garden to talk—Uncle Fiyero and I waited for the two friends to return.
