Chapter Twenty-three
She’d made it last an hour, but now Madeline’s hair was braided in a long, golden ponytail and she was dressed in a light pink tulle fairy-dress with matching silk pink ballet flats on her dainty feet. Elizabeth’s heart lurched at the beautiful, innocent sight. She really was a fairy. A little sprite who had melted the wall around her heart enough to let light back inside.
“Stay still and hold your breath.”
Madeline scrunched her eyes. Her cheeks bulged as she held her breath. As quickly as she could, Elizabeth sprayed silver glitter on her hair as a finishing touch. Silver sparkles stuck to the fine strand of her hair, as well as a heavy dose on the bathroom wall.
Elizabeth squeezed her shoulders. “Finished. You can breathe again now.”
Madeline let her breath go
