Sugar-Plum Fairy

Her name is Julia. She's a four and a half year old fairy. She flits around the church, stopping to stare inquisitively at a candy wrapper on the floor, then floats away again.
I see her dancing towards me. "Whitty," she says with that impish grin on her face, "C-can I haf a piece of c-candy?"
Who can resist her?
"Of course." I say, holding out my hand for her to take. We skip together to the candy jar. I open it and hold it out to her. She reaches her little pink hand into the jar.
"C-can I haf two?"
"I guess so."
Her grin spreads from ear to ear.
"T-tank you, Whitty!" Then off she flies to dazzle her next victim with a smile. I can almost see wings flapping behind her.