I had been worried about the day Emmet and
Esmee had planned for me but once I got over the first few bumps and began to
realise the day was about having fun and doing normal things and not about
moaning at me because all the clothes in the adult department didn‘t fit I got
in to the swing of things quickly. Rekindling my joy in one of the hobbies I
used to love most, even more so when A-Bell was alive; shopping.”
"What about this.”
Esmee asked regressing to a teenager as she pulled a black short sleeve top
with a silver pattern on the front off of the rack of child’s clothes and held
it in the air in front of her chest for me to look at, “You would look stunning
in this.” The top looked stupidly small pressed up against her chest and for a
split second before Sophie shot it down I wondered whether it really was a bad
thing that I was thin enough to need children’s clothes and not just that but
children’s clothes that were designed for pre puberty.
“That is sooo cute!” I squealed much like a child myself before
becoming embarrassed and putting a lid on top of my bubbling enthusiasm
pressing Sophie’s voice down and
ignoring it; no one was going to steal my day now I had be granted to enjoy it,
not even her.
“Good!” Esmee smiled admiring the top one more time
before throwing it in the shopping basket she held that was already half full
of various bits and pieces that I liked including some jeans that where
actually the right length for me which was rare as I was in a sizes designed
for a 12 year old.
“You are going to look super stunning just like your new room will be
after we get all your new things up on the walls, it will be a cute fest with
all those pictures of baby animals, in fact I may find some excuse to spend a
lot of time in your room during shifts. Esmee smiled.
“My room is a bit
plain,” I admitted “and I haven’t managed to get any new clothes for a long time mine must have been looking a little bit shabby
so I am glad I got some new things.”
“Well naturally you
look completely gorgeous in all of it!” Esmee said almost bouncing
slightly on the balls of her feet as she looked through the pile of clothes in
her basket “and I think you
have enough new stuff to last you for some time, So are you ready to leave
Mi? if we are going to go and play in
the park for a bit with Mia and get back to the unit on time we are going to
have to get a move on.” Esmee said,
checking her watch where her alarm usually was. I liked that fact that it was
missing from Esmee it made her seem more human when the little black wrist
alarm wasn’t just sitting
there asking to be pushed all of the time; it made it seem like maybe she just
trusted me a little bit: which was more than what I trusted myself.
“I forgot about the
swings,” I admitted, “ I guess I was just having such fun shopping, but
I can’t wait to take Mia
to the park, I don’t think this day
could get any better; I have never had such a great birthday.” I beamed looking at both Emmet and Esmee
trying to stop the tears of happiness from swimming out of my eyes. Emmet and
Esmee had given me a birthday that I had only ever dreamt about when I was
living at home with my mother and what ever “toy” she had living
with her at the time and they were nothing to me, apart from two very caring
nurses in a hospital. They had not needed to make the day special they could
have let me spent it in the corner of the day room, my mind drifting somewhere
else but they had stood up. They had cared.
“Well I am about to
make it better,” Emmet smiled
coming close to me and softly squeezing my fore arm. “Esmee Mia and I are going to head on up to the
park after you have paid for all of your things and give you twenty minutes to
do what you like on your own; you will meet us there right?”
“Really? I asked
shocked looking over at Esmee for confirmation of what he was saying; it seemed
impossible that he was granting me twenty minutes of freedom again. “You’re joking right?” I asked not
daring to believe that he wasn’t messing with me. I was scared and excited all
at the same time. There was a chance that I was going to be able to walk up the
high street as someone a little bit different. Not whole or better or happy
even but on a day when I hadn’t been destroyed in some way. I had had a few
bumps but I could walk as Mi on a good day, slightly taller, more as a person
and less as a ghost.
“No but there are
some rules and this is the serious bit.” Emmet said his face going firm and I tried to arrange mine to do the
same thing; it seemed rude grinning like the cat off of Alice in wonderland as
he laid down the ground rules.
“You have exactly
twenty minutes from when I say with the possible buffer of about five minutes
if you call us and tell us you will be late and where you are on this,” Emmet said firmly before going into his pocket
and taking out a very old brick like mobile phone “Our numbers are in there. If you do not come
back on time the police will be called and your description will be given where
they will find you and take you back to the unit, where you will spend your
time locked in the ECA until Doctor Jordan decides you can leave again. But it will be likely that you spend a fair
old time in there and you will never get unescorted leave again, do you
understand?” Emmet asked
firmly his liquid green eyes going solid. “I trust you Mi and I know you can do this, I wouldn’t ask it of you if you couldn’t, don’t let me down OK.”
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