I grabbed Brahms before making my way to his room, changing him into his pj's and putting him in his bed, I grabbed one of the books out of the library sitting down on his bed, stopping when my eyes started itching from the reading I read the last page from the book.

I cannot say, and will not say

that he is dead. He is just away.

With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand,

he has wanderd into a unkown land

and left us dreaming how very fair

it needs must be, since he lingers there.

And you - oh you, who the wildest yearn

for an old time step, and the glad return,

think of him farring on, as dear

in the love of there as the love of here.

Think of him still as the same. I say,

He is not dead - he is just away.

Closing the book and placing it down I grabbed the list to look at the rules again.

Rule 10. Kiss goodnight

Looking from the paper to Brahms hesitating to do it or not, I just went for it, pressing my lips onto the hard porcelain doll felt weird, the sound of the front door open and close snapped me out of thoughts "Goodnight Brahms, sweet dreams." Standing up I left the room placing the book back in the library before making my way downstairs.

Downstairs I saw Malcom placing down the groceries "I wonderd when you would show up." I said as he spins around and looks my way "Missed me already Ms Y/LN? Don't get attached to me." He joked at me, I just scoffed at him "Is this all or?" As i'm looking through the groceries "There is still some in the truck outside, you would do me a favor to grab them." Winking my way before continuing to place the groceries away "I do clearly remember someone telling a lady shouldn't carry her own luggage or are groceries a exception?" I joked back, leaving him before he could respond back. Putting on my coat and heading outside, the rain immediately hits me making me shiver, I quickly make my way to his truck and grab the last of the groceries, sprinting my way back to the house.

Once inside the warmth of the manor hit me like a big hug was given to me, ohh it almost made me melt into the floor, Malcom grabbed the groceries out of my hands placing them on the counter and also putting those away, "Want any coffee or are you more a tea person?" "Not everyone in England drink only tea we also drink coffee, but please do, I would love a cup of tea." I chuckled to his response before making tea for the both of us.

"I do have to ask." I gave him the look 'Why didn't you tell me that they're son was a doll and not a human boy' "Hey, don't blame me, I though they were taking him with them and not leaving him with you." "Well they did leave him with me, so you got info about why there is a doll instead of a boy?" He sat down at one of the wooden chairs, whilst I poured some tea and handing him one cup before I sat down across from him ready to hear what story I was about to hear.