#{birthday threading}

[alittlebitwinchester]

{ there’s a box in her room, it’s wrapped a little haphazardly, with bits of tape sticking out, and in plain brown paper.  inside, there’s just a small note in quite distinctive handwriting.  ‘happy birthday, sarah.  lots of love, SW.  x  -p.s. until you’re old enough for a tattoo’.  inside the box, curled in a few layers of tissue paper, a slender but strong silver chain with a small pentagram.  it’s delicate but complete and a mirror of the ink both her father and uncle wear… }

Sarah had gone to the DMV with her dad to take the learner’s permit test. She had woken him up at 7:00. am. despite his protests. He eventually caved. When they returned home to the bunker Sarah was eager to show she had past to Uncle Sam. Now it was just a matter of getting dad to let her drive. But when she came in she didn’t see Sam right away.

“Uncle Sam?” she called. She wondered into her room. found the box and note and smiled. She immediately put the necklace on. She walked out to show her dad. Then walked over to show Uncle Sam and gave him a big hug. “Thank you Uncle Sam.” She forgot all about the permit and driving.

[alittlebitwinchester]

Sarah woke up super early on her birthday. Very excited because she had just turned the legal age to get a driving permit. She also knew her dad wouldn’t be excited to be woken up,but it was like Christmas for her. She saw her Uncle Sam in the kitchen of the bunker. “You’re up early.” he said. She smiled. “Yep. At 2:00 a.m. on the dot this morning I turned 15.” Sam knew where this was going. “You’re going to wake your dad up to go to the DMV aren’t you?” he asked. She grabbed some cereal. “Yep.”  He shook his head. “Good luck with that.” Sam would offer to take  her, but he knew Sarah. She’d want her dad to go. Once she finished her cereal and washed her bowl she went into her father’s room. “Dad. Wake up.....” she said poking him.