Dani Dennison walked towards school sadly. It was Halloween of 1998, and she felt very lonely. Her best friend, Cammie Andrews, ran over.
"Hey, D, what's with the long face?" she asked. Dani sighed. She had trusted Cammie with all of her secrets, except the one.
"One of my best friends died on Halloween five years ago."
"Oh." They continued onto school and through the day.
After school, Dani slipped past her friends and went to the cemetery. She thought back to the battle. Something came up from inside her, causing her to sing.
"You were once my one companion. You were all that mattered. You were once a friend and father, then my world was shattered. Wishing you were somehow here again, wishing you were somehow near. Sometimes it seemed, if I just dreamed, somehow you would be here. Wishing I could hear your voice again, knowing that I never would. Dreaming of you won't help me to do all that you dreamed I could."
Binx wanted her to live for both of them. It was hard, though. So many people struggled to live for themselves. Here she was, living for herself and a seventeenth-century boy who'd been a cat for three hundred years. It wasn't easy for a thirteen-year-old girl!
"Passing bells and sculpted angels, cold and monumental. Seem for you the wrong companions; you were warm and gentle."
Thackery was gentle, really. She rubbed her cheek in remembrance of his goodbye.
"I shall always be with you," she whispered. That was what he'd promised. Well, where was he now?
"Too many years fighting back tears; why can't the past just die? Wishing you were somehow here again, knowing we must say goodbye. Try to forgive, teach me to live; give me the strength to try! No more memories, no more silent tears, no more gazing across the wasted years."
She saw the headstone that they'd made for him five years ago.
Thackery Binx: July 16, 1679- October 31, 1993 "So tell that someone that you love just what you're thinking of: if tomorrow never comes."
That quote had seemed so appropriate for him. She sat down at his grave, vaguely wondering if he was boy or cat down there.
"Help me say goodbye. Help me say goodbye!" She began to cry.
"Tis a lovely song, Dani," whispered a voice. She turned around and saw, no, it couldn't be…
"Binx! What are you doing here?"
"I came to see thee. Thou hath missed me?" He seemed almost nervous asking that question!
"How could I not? Oh. Binx!" they hugged, "I need you. Can't you stay?"
"I wish I could, Dani, but I am required by our God above." He seemed partially proud, yet slightly sad at that statement.
"I love you, Binx," she whispered, "Like a brother."
"I doth love thee as well, Dani. I hope to see thee again soon." He began to disappear from her grip.
"No, Binx, please! Don't go!"
"Do not forget me, Dani. You shall have a fine life, you'll see. I love thee."
"I love you too," she whispered, but he was gone.
"DANI!" Max yelled, "Dani, are you okay?" She wiped her eyes.
"Yeah, I'm okay. I just miss him." Her brother pulled her into a hug.
"I know, I know. But, hey, I wanted to show you something." From his backpack, he pulled out a pair of tights.
"I never kept my promise."
"Like old times?"
"Like old times." They went home to get ready for an epic Halloween.