nervous and glad that Mrs. Shinning and Mrs. Needle were going to help her. The two ladies showed up and uncovered the most stunning dress and jewelry she had ever seen. They stepped outside while she slipped into the dress.
It was pure black and started with a collar around her neck attached to two straps that went down the front attaching to a sleeveless, backless top. It connected at the waist to a skirt that reached the floor. There was a gold chain that ran from the collar at the back to the top of the skirt at her waist. Suddenly she remembered the pictures. She stretched to look at her back. There was nothing there. Puzzled she continued looking until she heard a giggle. 'Alright you two, where did the cats go?'
She received her reply right away. ' To your stomach.'
'They can move? Why didn't you tell me?' She was quite upset.
'Relax, it's new, ' the other voice said calmly. 'The further you go into your sixteenth cycle the more changes will happen.'
Martha peeked her head back in the door, “Can we come back in? Oh you look beautiful.” The two ladies walked in without waiting for an invitation.
“Stunning,” Opaque added. “Your hair, it's...red,” she added looking at the seamstress. “I haven't seen that colour in a very long time.”
The two ladies helped Willow fix her hair up off her neck with a few wispy strands flowing down around her face, then put on the earrings, necklace and hair pin that had been designed just for her.
It was time to practice walking in the shoes. The two women had her walk back and forth until she could walk without toppling over, something Willow thought was the hardest task she ever had to do. In the end it wasn't perfect, but on the arm of a strong guy she could get through the night. Confident they had done their best, the two mothers left, heading home as did Willow's friends. Nathan was staying at Ashlyn's for the night so there was nothing to interrupt the evening.
Clairity came over a few minutes later. “Wow you look amazing.”
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
“I had a feeling you might need some company,” Clairity replied.
“Right again,” Willow said. “I am nervous. What if I make a fool of myself, or fall down or...”
“Don't be silly,” her friend interrupted. “You will be brilliant.”
The two girls sat and waited. The sun had gone down and, from where they were, the girls could hear the music from the dance.
“He isn't coming is he?” Willow said more as a statement than a question. Her eyes glancing down at the ground.
“Maybe something happened. You don't know for sure. He wouldn't just not show up. You two are good friends.” Clairity turned around seeing that her friend wanted to change out of the pretty dress she was wearing. “You could wait a bit longer.”
Once back in her own clothes, she handed the dress, shoes and jewelry to Clairity. “Would you return these for me? I am sure someone will be able to put them to good use.” She said her hands shaking.
Clairity agreed not knowing what to say or do. She could see the pain in her friend's face... the way she was straining not to cry. Reaching out she touched her shoulder. That was enough to make Willow bolt, running as fast as she ever had before, disappearing deep into the forest.
Clairity for once didn't want to listen to her intuition. It was telling her to leave Willow alone for now, that she would be fine and this was how things needed to be. She hadn't been wrong since developing the ability and hadn't questioned it once until this moment. In the end she decided to let her friend have space for the rest of the night. She headed across the street to return the items and share the sad story of the evening's events.
Chapter Seven
Willow slowed her run to a walk and then stopped, bending over to catch her breath. She had been running for sometime, not thinking, not listening, just running. There had been no planned direction to the path she took,