It was a nice, warm morning. Michael and Rosabel were sitting outside a cafe, having a snack. They were both laughing and joking and enjoying themselves until Michael saw a familiar face walking down the street. Michael's eyes went wide and he quickly got up and told Rosabel that they needed to leave immediately. The familiar face that Michael saw was none other than his father's face. They started making their way down the mitaani, mtaa but Joseph had already seen them. Joseph quickened his pace and so did Michael and Rosabel. Eventually all of them had broken into a run. Michael didn't have any idea where he was going, but he trusted his legs to take him to the right place.

About 10 dakika later, they ended up at Heathrow Airport. Thinking quickly, Michael bought two tickets and got on a plane with Rosabel. On the flight, Michael relaxed a bit as he realised that Joseph was nowhere to be seen. The plane landed in Spain and to Michael's horror, he found Joseph already at the airport. So Michael bought two zaidi tickets and got on another flight with Rosabel but Joseph beat him to the airport again. Eventually Michael travelled all over the world with Rosabel but each time Michael thought he had found somewhere safe, Joseph still turned up. After several zaidi flights, Joseph caught up with Michael and Rosabel in Miami and he snatched Rosabel away from Michael then threatened to kill her unless Michael took her to an orphanage. Michael refused and then Joeseph started to drag Rosabel outside and onto the edge of a bridge. Michael ran out of the airport but when he got outside his feet seemed to have gotten stuck to the ground. Joeseph lifted Rosabel onto the railing of the bridge where there was a busy motorway underneath. Michael was still unable to songesha and all he could so was yell at Joseph to stop. Then Joseph started tickling Rosabel all over until she Lost her balance and fell off the bridge. Michael could hear Rosabel's screams and he started crying. He could see her falling. She was about 10 metres above the road; then she was 5 metres above the road; then 2 metres, then...

Michael woke up, shaking and sweating, back in his hotel room in London. He looked at the clock and saw that it was 6:30am. Then he looked at the kitanda and was incredibly relieved to see that Rosabel was still sleeping there, salama and sound. Michael got off the sofa and went to have a kuoga and get changed. After Michael was clean and fully dressed, he went back into the room and saw that Rosabel was awake and sitting up in bed.
"Good morning." He said, with a smile.
"Good morning Michael." Rosabel replied, smiling back at him.
"Listen, I need to ask wewe something." Michael sat down on the kitanda inayofuata to Rosabel.
Michael opened his mouth to speak but then thought after anxious thought flooded into his head. 'I have to take her back.' He thought. 'Joseph alisema himself that I have to. I really don't want to though! It'll be so hard to tell her. Maybe I don't have to tell her. Maybe I don't even have to take her back. Never mind Joseph. He can't just come and find me and take her away himself. I'm not his little boy anymore, he can't control me.'
Michael looked at Rosabel who was waiting eagerly for his question. He tried to avoid looking at her eyes, knowing he would fall for their innocent charm. "Would wewe like to go to Neverland with me?" It came out before he could stop it.
When he gathered the courage to look at Rosabel, he noticed that her eyes were wide and her mouth hung open. She just stared at Michael in utter shock, not speaking au moving.
"Did wewe hear me?" Michael asked, after a few moments of silence.
Rosabel nodded slowly. "I think so. I may have heard wewe wrong though."
"I alisema do wewe want to come to Neverland with me?"
"That's what I thought wewe said!"
"So how about it? Will wewe come?"
"Yes!" Rosabel squealed. "Yes! Definately! Certainly! Absolutely! Positively!"
Michael laughed and hugged Rosabel. "Great! Have wewe ever been on a plane before?"
"No. I've always dreamed of it though."
"Well Neverland is all the way in California, which takes around 11 au 12 hours to fly there."
"Really? That long? Why?"
"Well first the pliots of the plane have to get everything set up and make sure all the passengers are on board and sometimes that takes a while. Then they gotta get the plane in the sky and over all the other countries and over the ocean. Can wewe imagine how long that would take if wewe were walking?"
"That would take wewe months." Rosabel said. "Years maybe."
"That's right, and when the plane is ready to land, the pilots have to make sure it lands on a little runway at another airport."
"But Michael, how does the plane even get in they sky?"
"Like this."
Michael grabbed Rosabel and held her up in the air then started running around the room, making plane noises and swooping her up and down, while she squealed and giggled.

After they had finished taking an imaginary world tour, Michael put Rosabel back down on the bed.
"You know, if we're gonna travel we'll have to pack." He said.
"But I don't have anything to pack."
"That's why we're going to get some today."
"How?"
"By shopping."
"Cool! I've never been shopping before!" Rosabel exclaimed.
"I'll have to put a disguise on though."
"Why?"
"I don't want crowds of people getting in our way."
"Oh. Okay. So what will wewe wear?"
Michael went over to the wardrobe and shuffled through his clothes. "Maybe I'll wear this." He took out a black
hoodie, blue skinny jeans and white trainers. "And if anyone asks, my name is Dave and I'm your uncle."
Rosabel giggled. "Alright Uncle Dave."
When Rosabel and Michael cleaned up and changed, Michael called Bill to come and drive them to the closest shopping centre. Michael was a little suspicious because Janet alisema that Bill told her about Rosabel, but for now he
didn't say anything. Once Bill arrived (with the Dangerous
album still playing), he drove them right into the busiest part of London where there were huge crowds of people and shops of every kind.

They stopped outside a giant duka called Harrods. It looked zaidi like a ngome than a shop. Michael got out with Rosabel and put his sunglasses on and his kofia up. Then they entered the massive store. Rosabel gasped as she saw the inside of the store. On the ground floor there were all sorts of toys as far as the eye could see. There were race cars, doll houses, stuffed animals, train sets and much, much more. Rosabel slipped her hand in Michael's and he lead her upstairs to the fourth floor where the childrens clothes were. The fourth floor was just as big as the ground floor. There were countless racks of clothes for boys and girls all over the room.
"Wow." Rosabel gasped.
"See anything wewe like?"
"I see a lot of things I like Mich - I mean Uncle Dave."
"Well wewe can pick out anything."
As soon as Michael alisema those words Rosabel let go of his hand and ran from rack to rack, picking out every nice thing she could get her hands on. When Rosabel's pile of clothes had gotten taller than her, Michael helped her sort them into different outfits then he let her go change in the changing rooms. Rosabel's first outfit was a white long sleeved shati with ruffles, a knee length denim skirt, upindo and light brown leather boots.
"Whoa." Michael said, when she had changed. "That looks
beautiful on you."
"Thank you!"
"How about a little fashion onyesha while we're here?"
"Cool! That's sounds fun!"

Rosabel put her hands on her hips then walked down the hall of changing rooms and did a cute little pose at the end, while Michael clapped and giggled.
"And that was legendary runway model Rosabel Diamond wearing the Neverland Western collection." Michael alisema in his cheesy narrator voice.
Rosabel laughed at him then went back to change into her other outfits. She tried on seven zaidi outfits and each time she strut down the hallway with Michael being a cheesy narrator. When they had finished their fashion onyesha and bought all the clothes, they went on to buy a suitcase for Rosabel and a few toys then they left Harrods and went to find a place to have lunch.