"We'll drop these packages of at home." Shelagh said. "That way, you can get changed. You'll be more comfortable."

Emma smiled, holding the shopping bags firmly in her hands.

They were waiting in line for the bus.

They were sitting at the front of the bus, looking out of the front window.

"I will give you back this dress, as soon as I've changed." Emma said.

"That's okay." Shelagh smiled. "I want you to have it. It looks good on you."

Emma smiled. "Thanks."

The rest of the ride, they spend in silence, enjoying each other's company.

Emma rushed up the stairs, ready to unpack all her new clothes. She laid it out on her mattress. She ended up with two plain dresses, one in navy blue and one in light yellow. The brown dress she'd chosen. New socks and panties. Shelagh had surprised her by buying little shorts as well, to wear under her dress. The thought made her smile.

She took off the dress she's been wearing for the last two days and put in in the laundry hamper. She decided on the brown dress for today.

Emma walked down the stairs, a big smile on her face. Her new dress, made her instantly more comfortable. As well as her black shorts underneath.

Shelagh was in the kitchen, opening her packages on the dining table. She smiled as she spotted Emma. "Why don't you wear your nice new coat as well?" She suggested. "It would look really nice with your new dress."

Emma smiled. "You think so?"

"I do." Shelagh smiled. "You look beautiful in it."

Emma smiled. The words made her blush. Not many people have called her beautiful before.

"Go on, run upstairs and grab it." Her mother said. "That way, we might be in time for tea time at Nonnatus house."

Emma paused. "Nonnatus House?" Wasn't that where she stayed the first night she arrived here? She swallowed. Did the other woman know?

"Yes," Shelagh said, unware of her daughter's inner worry. "Have you heard of it?"

What was she supposed to do? Emma nodded. She would stay as close to the truth as she could. "Tim told me you used to work there."

Shelagh smiled. "It's how I met your father."

Emma smiled at her words. "I'd like to hear that story one day."

"And I would gladly tell you, but another time. Today is all about you."