KARA
“Welcome—” I halted my greeting after seeing that it was a small human child, around six or seven years old. She wandered inside, gripping her doll in her arms, and looked scared for some reason.
I quickly got out of the counter and approached her. I maintained distance just so I wouldn’t scare her.
“Hello, why are you here?” I asked and lowered myself so we could talk properly. It’s not that I don’t welcome children here, but I doubt any human children would be interested in things being sold here. There are some who enter the shop, but they are usually with their parents. Usually, those children wanted to go to the toy shop three shops away from us, too.
She continued gripping her doll as if it’d disappear if she let go. “I lost my mama. I’m finding her.”
I looked around. None
