It started at Mr, Walsh's store, then Violet Gee's Haberdashery. Mr. Walsh helped Chummy and I pick out the ivory fabric and gold laced white tulle for the veil. Mrs. Gee ordered a pair of extra thin dress shields, two inch gold ribbon for the sash, and a beaded veil clip.

I had no idea that the big fancy wedding interested me, until things started falling into place. We picked out a light and dark pink fabric and a purple fabric for the girls to wear and we all had ivory heels.

Sitting at the table in Chummy's house, being pampered was all so strange. The smell of nail polish, hair lacquer, and perfume was almost an overload. Everything was new and exciting to me. Timothy came in and the look on the poor souls face said it all… Happy, mortified and scarred for life all in one. The girls in their dressing gowns, hair in curlers getting ready. Me wearing my light blue dressing gown, hair in a towel, and Trixing barking orders to bat my eyelashes was enough girl for his whole life.

He held a small orange bag in his hands, coming in and swapping chairs with Jenny for a moment. Big blue eyes staring at me, in six hours he would be my son, me a mum, never though that one would happen. Handing me the bag I opened it and revealed something wrapped in light blue crepe paper. Upon further inspection a blue and silver flower bracelet.

"I bought it for you!... With a little help… Turn it over!" I teared up at the words engraved on my new gift, and pulled Timmy into a hug.

You stole my heart and became my mum.

It was the most precious thing anyone had ever done for me. Well besides being asked to marry someone! I had dreamed of this day since I was a wee girl, then put it aside for the religious life. Putting on my dress and veil, all I could think about was that night in the sanitorium. Laying in my bed, running my fingers over the raised white line, unsure if I was dreaming that pain or if I was in love. It nearly broke my heart.

As I walked down the aisle in my big white dress, looking up at Patrick and the sparkle in his eyes. He really loves me, doesn't he? Trixie peached my lips and cheeks with a rosy pink colour, Patrick said the sight made him want to pull me in at that moment.

My knees went weak at his kiss, he dipped me backwards causing myself and the sisters to turn scarlet. Timothy shed his eyes and whispered mushy stuff ick! under his breath. The girls tried to contain their giggles but failed miserably.

By the time we made it through the door of the flat, my shoes weren't the only thing that had gone missing… *wink*