Rachel shyly waved to the delighted trooper, “she sure is a doll.”
Rachel was very relieved when Margaret closed the door and locked it.
“You did very well Rachel my darling!” Margaret said gayly as she kissed Tammy’s cheek,
“Aunty is very proud of you!”
Margaret laughed as Rachel, still nursing her soother looked up at her with an expression of surprise.
“Yes honey, you make a beautiful sissy baby and can hide here in plain sight playing in the yard while the troopers chase a ghost.
You are no longer Tarquin Leonard he is gone down in the bog with that car.
You are now Rachel Wells, my special little niece who need her diapers and her Aunty, understand?”
Rachel started to cry,