“Don’t mind it. Since you are twins, you must look alike.”
Patrick looked up and down at Laurence, walked up, and put the wig on the table.
Laurence guessed his intention and moved aside. She looked at the wig and swallowed.
“You don’t want me to wear this wig, do you?”
“Smart boy! I know you would like to do this for me.”
Since he learned that his princess might be Laurence’s sister, he wasn’t so rude to “him”. Now, he looked at Laurence with hope.
“No. I can’t do this!”
Laurence was used to dressing like a man. Before, she put on a dress for helping Daisy. But she couldn’t wear the wig now.
“Just do me a favor, Laurence. You may be the brother of my princess.”
With a pleading look, Patrick got close to Laurence as he spoke. He quietly grabbed the wig from the table and was a
