No Time For Tears Ch.1

by Dragonfly in World of Books

 

Ch.1

 

Dear Papa,

Today we learned how two rite. I asked Mommy if I could rite you a letter. She said she'd send it to you. I miss u.

Love,

Allie.

 

Mrs. Westie read the letter seven-year old Allie had written. To her dad. What would she say when he didn't write back. She didn't know where to send it, as if she would if she did. She carefully folded the paper, and tucked it into her apron pocket. Just in time, because Allie was coming down to say good-night.

 

"G'night, mommy."

 

"Good-night sweetie."

 

Mrs. Westie watched her run up the stairs to her bedroom. She sighed and followed to tuck her into bed.

 

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Dear Allie,

I know I am siting next two u, but I don't want momma two here. A new gurl moved into the farm two lanes down. Do you want to go see?

 

Sally

 

Dear Sally,

I think so. But wut if the gurl doesn't like us? Wut if we get into trouble?

 

Allie

 

Dear Allie,

Don't worry. She will. We'll go when momma stops making me prctyce my spellin'.

 

Sally

Sally turned around from her writing table.

"Momma, can I stop now?"

 

Mrs. McMann turned and smiled.

 

"Yes, hon', I think you can go now."

 

"C'mon Allie!"

 

The two girls ran out the door and towards the apple farm two lanes down. It was an empty old place, one that old Mr. Nason lived in before he died. No one knew he had any relatives. Until they came.

The two of them peeked around a rose bush and the Nason mailbox. There were two parents, a boy and-

one little girl sporting two red pigtails and wearing a purple checkered dress came out of the house. She carried a little doll, but not like the kind that the girls were used to. This one was porcelain, with smooth white skin and two brown braids tied back by ribbons that matched the doll's dress. She stood at the foot of the steps, staring at the mailbox. In fact, she seemed to be staring directly at Sally and Allie.

 

The two girls looked at each other. What should they do? Sally, who was normally so confident, shrank behind the bush. They peeked out to look again, only to see that the girl was much closer. Then, she spoke.

 

"I know you two are there. So come on out, you willies."

 

Indignant, Sally jumped out.

 

"What'd you call us?!"

 

Head held high, the girl walked closer.

"You heard me. Willies!"

 

Allie stepped out.

"What's that?"

 

The girls mouth dropped.

 

"You don't know what a willie is? Wow, you all must be dumb!"

 

Sally turned red, then exclaimed, "Are not!"

 

"Are too!"

 

"Are not!"

"Are too!"

 

"Are not!"

 

With each one of these, the girls stepped closer and closer, until they were nose to nose. They stared at each other, not even sure what they were fighting about, as seven year-olds can get to be sometimes. Suddenly, Allie pushed forward, and said, as she trembled, "I like you. Wanna be our friend?"

 

The girl nodded and said, "I'm Shay. What's your name?"

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