And now Dalton was back.Could Melissa keep this platonic? Could Abby? Did either one of themwant to?*Dalton was punctual. You'd have to give him that....He said he would bethere at 7 p.m., and sure enough, there he was.Abby answered the door in her black uniform, the one with all thepetticoats. She was wearing a simple pair of black of heels and redlipstick."Ah, Dalton," she said. "Do come in, won't you? Madam is expecting you."Dalton smiled at what he saw. Heck, he had figured all along that. I waswith a group of children. They were talking about music and things likethat."How much do you get for being a pageboy?" one asked."I don't know, Mum gets the money." I hope she gets a lot of money. I wouldn't wear those clothes for amillion. It looks like you are wearing a skirt." I don't usually wear clothes like this." Well at least now you can get a haircut."The other children commenting on how I looked.... I was humiliated,especially when a girl said that I should keep my legs closed,. I said that I'd take them both and got changedback into my own clothes again. Stepping out of the changing room, Iwalked over to the cash desk and while the manageress was folding up mylatest purchases she said I'd be welcome in her shop at any time. If Iwanted to come in again, I should just give her a ring and she'd makesure that we wouldn't be disturbed. This was really a blessing as Iwasn't sure that I'd be able to cope with a shop full of womencustomers. And with that, she shook my hand. I shaded my eyes and looked at the castle again. A big brown grey building where the King of Sweden and his family lived and worked. Below it, the traffic flowed with cars and buses making their way to their destinations.Mine was the town of Sandhamn in the archipelago of Stockholm. It was the last major town before reaching the smaller islands which made up the archipelago between Sweden and Finland. From the sky it looked like you could hop from one island to next the next all the way to.