"Raven's helping Butterfly wash up--she must
have had a good date last night. She's got a smile
permanently attached to her face." Crystal's tone was
wary and from the way she shook her head I could tell
she was just as concerned as I was about Taylor's
intentions.
"Do you think Patsy could be wrong about
Taylor?" I asked. "Raven wouldn't fall for a jerk." Before Crystal could answer, the bathroom
door flew open and Butterfly and Raven appeared before us. Butterfly was still flushed, but at least she was
giggling, a sign that maybe she was back to her old
self. Raven on the other hand looked suspicious. "What are you two crows talking about so quietly?" she asked.
Crystal, always the quick thinker, had a ready
answer. "We were just discussing the fact that we should have enough money in a week or two to get
back on the road."
Raven paled and we knew she was thinking of
Taylor. "I wish we didn't have to leave ... at least not
so soon."
"This guy has really gotten to you, hasn't he,
Raven?" I wanted to understand what had come over
Raven in the past few days. I'd never been in love and
couldn't imagine what it could feel like.
"I know you guys are worried," Raven began,
"but Taylor really is special. And there's something .. .
something almost magical about Taylor and me. I've
always dreamt I would meet the perfect boy and I
think maybe I finally have."
Finally Butterfly spoke up. "I hope my heart
leads me to Prince Charming one day too." A huge
coughing attack hit her and Crystal escorted her back
to bed.