5. Chapter Five
Today was the day Helga was to go to the Meeting Place. She had waited for it for years, and now it was finally time. "June," Helga asked (June was her good friend), "why do we go to the Meeting Place?"
"I've told you Helga, you will find out soon. Honestly, sometimes I think you have no patients." June replied jokingly. They were sitting in the shade of their favorite pine tree, sewing their dresses for the night and watching in amusement as the harassed looking coachmen prepared for departure. "Come on, if you don't want to walk you better get in." June grabbed her wrist and tugged them over to the last carriage. After settling down, June began a long conversation for the drive; Helga mainly nodded and said things like "yeah," or "sure," whenever she paused. Her mind was set on one thing, and one thing only. She couldn't stop thinking about all the magic she was about to encounter. All her life, Helga had been told to control her powers, for fear of the people seeing her. Now, she was finally going to have a bit of fun with her life.
At last the cart's wheels grinded to a halt. With her heart in her throat, Helga stepped daintily out of the carriage and looked up expectantly for the Meeting Place. She gasped; she couldn't help herself. All that was in front of her was a normal looking pine forest, but also a strange looking sycamore tree.