[Okay then, Lucy was fine with sticking to that story rather than getting lost and having no idea where she was.
The small child moves further into the cabin towards the kitchen where Lola continues to move about. The smells are so good, and the scent of garlic was so much stronger. Was she making pasta and bread?]
Because you may not have heard me knocking? Or you hate kids? [It was a possibility, considering how many fairy tales there were of step-moms or evil witches hating children.]
I'm 8 years old. [She said simply, continuing to watch Lola get everything prepped. The mention of hot cocoa makes her perk up.] Do you have whip cream too? [Oh and if she had a beignet, one of Sabine's, she would be in heaven.
There's a bowl with food, okay. Does Lola make it a habit to feed random people? Best not to look a gift horse in the mouth.]
Thank you. [She'll sit down at the table, the girl has some manners.]
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The small child moves further into the cabin towards the kitchen where Lola continues to move about. The smells are so good, and the scent of garlic was so much stronger. Was she making pasta and bread?]
Because you may not have heard me knocking? Or you hate kids? [It was a possibility, considering how many fairy tales there were of step-moms or evil witches hating children.]
I'm 8 years old. [She said simply, continuing to watch Lola get everything prepped. The mention of hot cocoa makes her perk up.] Do you have whip cream too? [Oh and if she had a beignet, one of Sabine's, she would be in heaven.
There's a bowl with food, okay. Does Lola make it a habit to feed random people? Best not to look a gift horse in the mouth.]
Thank you. [She'll sit down at the table, the girl has some manners.]
So...how long have you been here?