Or maybe I’m just trying to rationalize the impossible because I desperately miss my best friend. I am brought out of my sadness by the ringing of m... doorbell. I trudge down to the front door and open it to a man in a delivery service uniform. ‘Yeah, I got a package for a Connor Baldwin,’ the man said while looking at the paper on his clipboard. ‘That would be me,’ I replied confused on why I’m receiving a package. ‘Sign here.’ The man handed me the clipboard and a pen. ‘What is it?’ I asked as. And maybe when I'm finished you might like to try on Emily'sfairy dress too? It will be our secret."A smile lights up his face, and an excited nod was all the confirmation Ineeded.After finishing his nails, I sit him down on the sofa."Wait here I won't be long," soon returning with Emily's favourite fairydress."Ok Noah, fairy Princesses don't wear boys clothes, so I have bought yousome tights and some pretty pink underwear to wear instead. Now arms up,let's get you ready."Quickly stripping him. “We do have to get pictures!” I said.“Blackmail?” Jessica asked, sotto voce.“What else?” I chuckled.After dinner, Abbie took Matthew down to her room. Fifteen minutes later they were back, and the great room erupted into gales of laughter. Abbie had turned Matthew into a mini-goth, using one of her black camisoles as a makeshift dress. He had black lipstick, black eyeliner, black eyeshadow, and mascara. The only thing ‘off’ was that his hair was still blonde, but that couldn’t be helped unless. " Very well." She followed him to the door of the rectory, a smallwooden house next door to the church. As he knocked at the door, heglanced at her; she was nervously twisting a lock of her long brownhair between her fingers.The priest opened the door after less than a minute. Father Jehan wasyounger than Rodric, though not by much. He was a local man, havingbeen the old priest's acolyte, and ordained just three years ago afterthe old man became too feeble to say Mass."Rodric," Father Jehan.