It was a beautiful Sunday morning when Perrywinkle came to town. I was an hour early at the airport, reading a book on my IPhone, when I noticed a tall looking girl with fiery red hair and green glasses. I racked my memory trying to remember her. She spotted me then, giving me a war. I waved back and she walked toward me. "Hi, Jessica right?" She asked, her scent strongly Hispanic. "Yes, I'm sorry have we met?" I asked, standing up to shake her hand. "yes, I'm Elizabeth Pratchett. your mother's best friends daughter." She said with a tiny smile. "You ignored me for years, but we had to play together until you turned thirteen. I was eight at the time. Ah yes, Elizabeth." I said ailing. Elizabeth was a very annoying girl when I grew up. She tattle on me when I did some thing bad. "How've you been?" I asked. "I'm well. I'm waiting for my mother. She went to visit her sister. Who are you waiting for?" She asked. "I'm waiting for Perrywinkle. How long have you lived here?; I asked, looking at her. I'm pretty sure I've never seen her before. "Oh not long. I just moved her a week ago. I've been pretty busy unpacking. I'm happily married and have two little girls." She said proudly. "Oh wonderful, I have two little boys and I'm happily married. Here's a picture." I said, showing her my family. "Oh my! What c ute boys." She said, tracing the outlines of Stanley and Max. "What's this little ones name?" She asked, glancing at my belly. "Oh this is Nick." I said. "My my my three little boys! I don't envy you Jess. I hope to have three hits, but Stephen is happy with the girls we have now." She sighed and threw her head back. Suddenly, I seen Perrywinkle rushing toward me. Her blond hair up in a bun. "Jess!" She cried, throwing her self in my arms. "Oh my Perrywinkle be careful.: I said giggling. "Oh sorry, I am just so happy to see you." She said with a smile. Perrywinkle had a hard time at home. her mother hardly took care of her, when our dad died, mom got a new boyfriend and deserted her kids. I got married three months later and left. Perry was only two at the time so she doesn't really remember her father. When John kick Perry out, I decided to take her in to my wings.