Epilogue:

Selena's Blog: Last Time

When we returned to our room we found something waiting for us with Mr. Fuzzles. He gave us a wink and told us: "Not a bad turn out, not bad indeed."

Inside was a letter which read:

September 17th 2009

To Selena & Christianna,

Before we bid adieu I wanted to tell you something. I'm really proud of you two. When I first met you both, you were completely different. You've come a long way. I know that our paths will collide again one day. Anyway, that's not the reason for this letter. I happen to know for a fact that you've been having some trouble finding a new house so I took matters into my own hands. Inside the envelope you will find a photo of you're new home and I just know you'll approve. But first, the phone is about to ring.

You're dad is going to answer. It is you're grandmother Selena. She is calling your father apologizing for the fight they had years ago when you left for New York.

You're father is going to tell her she's right, then that you guys are planning to move back to London. Then your father and Grandmother will make an agreement…

No need to thank me, I much prefer my room they're than this one. It's far too big for me, I could NEVER fill it.

I bid you farewell and Au Revoir (to meet again)

~M.P.

We heard the phone in dad's office begin to ring…

I and Chrissy listened in to their conversation… She was right.

We listened in closer; so far she was on the nose. It was then I knew what was going to happen. I reached in and pulled out the photo. It had been ripped out from a book. The caption below said: Number Seventeen Cherry-Tree Lane. We stared at it intently.

"Selena, look at the date!" Chrissy said suddenly.

I did, it was dated Sept. 17th. The day 'Marianna' had arrived…

"How is that possible?" I asked.

"She must've known the whole time!" Chrissy figured.

We looked at each other in confusion and amazement. That was when dad came in.

"Guess what girls, we have a home! We are going to be living back home!" he said swooping up Christianna in one arm and hugging Selena with the other. "The Banks are back on Cherry-Tree Lane!" He exclaimed.

Months later, we arrived on the door step of #17. I waited anxiously and Chrissy kept fidgeting. My grandmother opened the door. Jane Banks, she didn't look much like Karen Dotrice, More like Julie Andrews. Not from 'Mary Poppins' but from 'The Princess Diaries'. Hours later, Me and Chrissy sat on the bench by our big bay window, I strummed my Guitar and she patted the beat.

You, You're always there for me
When I need you most
Day and night you're by my side
Protecting me
When I feel like crashing down
You seem to be around
There you are
You're not that far cause

Whenever, where ever baby
You'll protect me
No matter what
Hold me tight with all your might And you'll never let me go
Protecting me

You listen to me when
I speak out loud and you
You know right when my heart's been bent
When my life's tumbling around
You take me off the ground
You tell me everything's ok

Whenever, where ever baby
You'll protect me
No matter what
Hold me tight with all your might You'll never let me go

You'll never let me go
You'll never let me go
You'll never let me go

When its my turn (My turn)
To help you out (Help you out)
I gladly lift you up without a doubt

(Whenever) Whenever, where ever baby
You'll protect me
No matter what
Hold me tight with all your might You'll never let me go (Let me go)

Whenever, where ever baby
I'll protect you
No matter what
Hold you tight, with all my might
And I'll never let you go (Let you go)

You, you're always there for me
When I need you most
Day and night you're by my side
Protecting me
Protecting me

Christianna smiled happily and looked out the window, we could see The Park perfectly from across the street, between the cherry trees. Then her eyes widened. "Look!" she cried as she pointed to a small black figure holding an umbrella off in the distance.

All we could do was smile.

**When you reach For the Stars, All you get are The Stars, but we've found a whole**

**New spin. When you reach for the heavens, you get the stars thrown in**

Anything Can Happen, If You Let It!