Piper

Tabitha

"The woman is the most perfect doll that I have dressed with delight and admiration."

― Karl Lagerfeld

The answer that the therapist had long awaited for would finally be acknowledged without interruption, that is, if someone was willing to cooperate with him.

And an inquisitive doll who sat on the bookcase with limbs that moved to and fro was looking straight at him was anticipating the same thing. Piper crossed her arms and waited to see if Janneth would spill it out ... the witch who tried to end it all for her, but failed.

Piper could outwit the girl in a boxing ring if given a chance. As no chant would get rid of a pirate curse! And before her death, Prue made sure of that, even in her afterlife.

I repeat Janey, tell the Doctor who Tabitha is or has the cat bit your tongue again?

The doll's face ended her remark with a haunting laugh, but Janneth ignored her.

Now with an instant bolt of confidence, Ms. Hudson answered the question to the best of her ability.

"Tab ... Tabitha was one of my students. In fact, she was a clever one, just like any good girl. Not one of those mischievous ones who'd play pranks on others, or those snobbish cheerleaders who bullied nerds, but a decent student who held her head up high. And yes, Tabitha was one who stood out in a crowd, despite the fact that she wasn't popular. And Tabitha was smart! Smarter than her classmates as she would always have the highest score after I'd grade all of my class's assignments."

Janneth paused as she squinted her eyes and laid back down on the futon. With old memories of her days of glory, she started to relax.

"But what was odd about Tabitha was that she always wore black, an unusual attire.  She had shoulder-length dark hair and usually wore a black baggy turtleneck to match it. Then, she'd partner it with a short black pleated skirt, knee socks, with Mary Jane shoes. It was as if she worshiped the ... !"

Janneth covered her mouth with her hands as she thought of the demeaning word.

"Who would that be?" Asked the doctor.

Spit it out Janey, I know what you are thinking. The doll with a foul mouth was anxious for Janneth to tell Nolan about the Witches of Warwick!  Piper's cheeks were ready to explode which caused the stuffed cotton balls in the doll to fall.

The witches were a group of women who congregated together at night and practiced spells. Piper knew this as she became suspicious of Janneth's so-called loyal student, and followed Tabitha's every move.

" I ... I thought she worshipped the devil, but I was wrong. I found out later that what she really wanted to do was help me out."

"How so?" the doctor asked but was focused more on the doll than his client. He was appalled on how Piper's spirit made the doll come to life. Any child would probably succumb to the thought that Piper was just any wind-up toy, but a parent like Nolan knew the truth.

However, Nolan tried his best to listen to Janneth no matter what it took; at least, it wasn't one ear and out the other.