Chapter 2
She had to smile to herself, because Candra was dying to see Darren and Daniel. Candra didn't believe that Signe knew Savage Garden at first, but after Signe proved that she did actually know them, because she had met them before they had hit it big in the music buisness, Candra was always asking Signe to introduce her to them. Signe and the guys occasionally exchanged letters and emails once and a while, and tonight at the concert they were performing they were allowing Signe to introduce her friends to them. Also, Candra had the biggest crush on Daz and would not stop talking about him.
Signe also had a crush on Darren, but it wasn't a giddy, little-kid crush like what Candra had. Signe truly loved him, and she never told anyone this. While Candra would rave on and on about how cute and wonderful he was, Signe would just sit there with a smile playing on her lips and think about how beautiful he was and picture him serenading a song to her. She was in true love.
She walked into the living room sadly, looking at the pictures on the wall of her and her mother. Her mother was smiling and cheerful, until she had become ill. Since her mother had died of a head injury, and was the only real friend that Signe ever had. She had no brother or sisters or cousins, and hell, she didn't even know where her father was. She did have a group of aunts, who were strange and always dressed in black and never smiled or visited. Now that her mother had passed on, Signe had inherited the house and everything her mother owned.
Looking deep into fire in the fire place, she thought of how much her mother liked to help people. She had worked as a doctor at the local hospital, and had helped many people who had come into the clinic that were sick and she had helped them regain their health.
As Signe looked deeper into the fire, she had a flash of her mother when she had been on her death bed at the hospital where she worked.
"Signe," she coughed out weakly, barely able to take a breath.
"Yes, Mom?"
"Don't worry, I'll always be with you. Wherever you are, I always will be there."
"I love you, Mum," Signe cried out softly, "Don't go, please don't go."
"Signe, you know I have to. I had to help that girl, and the only way I could was to give my life."
"Why, Mom, why?"
"That's what I do, Signe... I heal people. You have to, too, remember. It's in your past, and it's your future."
"I love you, Mum," Signe whispered as she held her mother's hand to her face, "Please let me help you."
"No Signe, no... I don't want you to get hurt," her mother protested weakly, "You can't help me, you have to build up you power before you can help people, and don't waste it on me."
Signe suddenly snapped out of her trance, aware that the fire was becoming increasingly hot and was burning her face slightly. She blinked a couple of times, to moisten her drying eyes, and also to keep back the tears. She had that flash of memory whenever she sat still long enough, and it always made her depressed. Why hadn't her mother let her help her? Maybe Signe wouldn't have been able to completely heal her, but maybe she would have done enough to at least make her survive for a few more days.
Signe's mother had dies after healing a young girl, who was probably around Signe's age, who had been hit by a car. She had suffered severe internal bleeding and a concussion, and would have died if Signe's mother hadn't put her hands on the young girl and healed her injuries. She had stayed up all might with the girl, and healed her until her wounds were better and she was for sure going to survive. But because she healed her, Signe's mother had to take part of the injury, so she had in return had gained the internal bleeding, and because she refused to let Signe help her, and because the injuries she had taken on, she had died a few days later.