"Did you bring your whole wardrobe, love?" Dag laughed
Fela's muffled voice came from behind the stack of fabric. "Pretty much, yeah."
Dag leaned in close and whispered. "We haven't yet been blessed with kits, but she's always wanted a daughter to play dress up with"
Georgia smiled and whispered back "I never had a mother to dress me up."
"What are you two buzzing about? Help me!" Fela laughed. She pretended to strain under the weight of the clothes.
"Fela, these are beautiful!" Georgia exclaimed as she pulled a few gowns away from the pile - dark, earthy colours in fine wool and linen, and embroidered with colourful contrasting threads. "Did you make these yourself?"
"Most of them" She replied proudly. "A few were gifts.Now, I'm taller than you, but if we pin up the skirts, they sho
