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If Ben Weatherstaff thinks it strange to see a young blonde woman following Mary Lennox through the garden paths, he grumps and keeps it to himself, as he has many other strange things he's seen over the years (although with rather more frequency since Miss Mary came to live at Misselthwaite.)

Mary herself marches with purpose until they reach the secret door, but she opens it softly, and her steps become gentler, too, once she enters the garden.

"Here it is."

Date: 2007-07-15 02:53 am (UTC)
called_lioness: (never shut a wardrobe all the way)
From: [personal profile] called_lioness
Lucy's smiling as she pushes the door that much more open and follows the smaller girl.

"Oh, Mary. It's lovely."

Date: 2007-07-15 03:14 am (UTC)
called_lioness: (god is in the roses)
From: [personal profile] called_lioness
"Yes. Oh, yes, Mary, it is."

And Lucy means it.

"Please show me about?"

Date: 2007-07-15 03:21 am (UTC)
called_lioness: (Dryads and Hamadryads-come out!)
From: [personal profile] called_lioness
"You did very good work."

Her fingers are tracing over leaves and petals.

"I should like to stay in here forever."

Date: 2007-07-15 03:41 am (UTC)
called_lioness: (Thoughtful)
From: [personal profile] called_lioness
"If I were alive, I would."

That's soft and honest.

"But even if I weren't leaving the bar, Mary, I--I'm still dead, dear."

Date: 2007-07-15 03:50 am (UTC)
called_lioness: (Thoughtful)
From: [personal profile] called_lioness
"...Come here, Mary," Lucy says after a moment, crouching a bit.


Date: 2007-07-15 03:57 am (UTC)
called_lioness: (with lady mary)
From: [personal profile] called_lioness
Lucy wraps her arms around Mary without another word, pulls her closer and holds her tight and wishes and wishes that it were different.

It's not.

But she can wish.

"You," she says finally and quietly in Mary's ear, "are everything I could ever want in a little girl. That anyone could want. You are brilliant and fierce and believe in things and love with all your heart. And when you didn't understand why I wanted to have a child, I didn't know--I didn't know how to say, but oh, Mary, it's because I love you so very much and I wish I could have a little girl like you. Because just knowing you makes me so very, very proud and filled with love. And if I could--oh, if I could make it different I would. I would. But I can't, and all I can do is love you and pray for you and promise that I'll come if you need me. I will. And I will always and forever love you, Mary Lennox."

Date: 2007-07-15 04:12 am (UTC)
called_lioness: (Some days it hurts to even breathe.)
From: [personal profile] called_lioness
"I love you," she whispers again, and she's sitting on the ground, skirt bunched around her, as she pulls Mary into her lap and holds her that much closer.

It hurts.

She doesn't want Mary to let go.

Date: 2007-07-15 04:31 am (UTC)
called_lioness: (Daughter of Eve)
From: [personal profile] called_lioness
"Oh, Mary," Lucy whispers, and "I love you," she keeps whispering, and mostly she holds Mary--like she did before, like she always wants to--and rocks her as she sits on the ground of the garden.

It can't possibly be long enough.

But it's what they have.

And in a while, Mary's arms will loosen, and in a while Lucy will let her go, and both will stand up and walk a bit more around the garden.

And then they'll go back to the bar, and it's that much closer to leaving.

But for now, Lucy rocks Mary, and she hums brokenly through tears, and she wishes.

And for now, they hold on.


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