Abby was already awake and bouncing around her room. Her gorgeous pink princess dress hung on the closet door and Abby didn’t seem to be able to stop touching the layers of soft tulle that hung from a sequined bodice. The dress was a delicate pale pink with a bright pink bow and Abby had told Becky that it was the prettiest thing she’d ever seen.

“Happy birthday Fairy Floss,” Becky said and Abby squealed, rushing over to her and throwing herself into Becky’s ...