Reggie had dropped Gabby off at Play-tots with Ayesha before going off to college to continue his study for his childcare qualifications.

Ayesha was walking solemnly along beside her best friend as they entered the classroom because Gabby was still sad about her moms.

Timmy raced up to greet them.

"Gabby, do you wanna see the new tractor they got?" he asked.

Gabby didn't answer, Ayesha spoke up instead.

"Go away Timmy, she's sad."

"Why?"

"Her mama's are still sick-y?" said Ayesha, she was worried about her friend.

"Oh." said Timmy, looking at Gabby in sympathy. "Well, the new tractor could make you happy again. It's got buttons you press and it makes engine noises and there is a trailer too!"

"She doesn't want to play with a tractor!" insisted Ayesha.

Gabby just looked down at her shoes.

Timmy realised Ayesha was probably right. Girls didn't like the tractors, they always squabbled over the pink trike instead.

"Are they really sick?" he asked.

Gabby nodded.

"Mommy and Mama were happy when we bring-ed them breakfast in bed because they have to stay in bed 'til they're better." Gabby said thoughtfully. "But the doctors came when we went. M'anda said they were going to make our mommies better."

Timmy had to agree.

"That's what doctors do." he said. "They made my finger better when I hurt it."

Gabby shrugged, still looking upset.

"Not always. Mommy's leg still isn't better and now I hurt her other one."

Ayesha didn't know what to say so she hugged her friend instead.

"I just have to think of the good thing." said Gabby.

Ayesha and Timmy looked confused.

"Good thing?"

Gabby gave them a small smile,

"AJ and M'anda had their future read and we have to help our mommies find their good thing. I am trying to think about what it is."

"What good things are you thinking of?" Timmy asked wanting to help.

"Well, Erica was getting married to Uncle Jack." said Gabby. "We were going to be bridesmaids."

"I like being a bridesmaid." said Ayesha.

"Being a bridesmaid is brilliant." agreed Gabby. "It's almost better than being a princess. You have flowers and a pretty dress, and everyone takes you picture and tells you how pretty you are. But mommy said we weren't allowed now because she's mad at Erica."

"Oh." said Ayesha, she face dropping.

"Mommy and Mamma being a bridesmaid would make them happy I know it!" said Gabby. "I know Mommy likes it when Mamma wears her pretty dress."

"Is that the good thing that you have to make happen then?" Ayesha asked.

Gabby looked thoughtfully into the distance as a plan filled her head.

"It would make them happy." she said. "And Erica and Uncle Jack would be happy that mommy was there too." She turned to her friend. "I think you're right. I think that is the good thing that has to happen! I have to make them bridesmaids!"

"They could be our bridesmaids when we get married." said Timmy, ever hopeful.

He reached out to take her hand but Gabby pulled back.

"Timmy, I don't want to marry you! They have to be bridesmaids for Erica... somehow."

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