Chapter Seven – The hero hasn't even realised his heroine is in trouble.
I do not own any part of the novel 'Peter Pan' by J.M Barrie and the following sequence is entirely imaginary.
Author ~ While our heroine gives us a convincing performance of being a silly, yet likeable, girl, our hero hasn't even realised she missing. Bit of an 'oops' on his part in my opinion, but hey, nobody's perfect...
No, our hero is too busy having adventures in Neverland, and hasn't even got the classic instinctive feeling that the girl he loves is in danger yet. Now, perhaps these means he leaves a lot to be desired, but surely if every hero was the same, this tale would be entirely predictable and unworthy of readership. And no, not even fate would deem it worth of intervention...
So isn't it lucky that Wendy has one of those typically loving but incredibly wet friends.
Evangeline's POV
I stared out the window, tracing raindrops with my fingers and hoping Wendy had got home before the rain. I had barely made it, and wondered if she had got completely soaked.
"Papa," I called, seeing his silhouette pass the doorway. "May I call and see if Wendy got home before the rain?" He nodded, so I pushed myself to my feet and hurried towards his study – I picked up the new telephone (so shiny and luxurious) and dialled with slight trepidation.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Darling speaking; who is calling please?"
"Miss Evangeline Richmond sir, and I was calling to ask if I may speak to Miss Darling?"
There was a somewhat ominous silence.
"I understood she was with you Miss Richmond."
"No... We parted to return home separately when it began to drizzle."
Another silence.
"So, she's not with you."
"And she's not with you... Then, where is she?"