Julietta / Julia
“But they’re too big for Aunt Julia!” gasped Diego, taking them from his dad and chuckling at the sheer size of the clothes. It made Mr. Sylvester glare at his son.
“Diego, what are you doing here? Why didn’t you go to school?” Mr. Sylvester looked furious now.
“It’s Foundation Day at school, Dad.” Diego smacked his forehead. “I’ll help you with your luggage, Aunt Julia.”
“No need. You can go to your room and study.” His dad sounded upset, and I wondered if it was because of the clothes. Obviously, they would never fit me. Eric wasn’t as tall as he was, yet his clothes hung loosely around my delicate frame.
Diego grumbled and walked away, with Aunt Vera following him out.
Mr. Sylvester gave me a death glare. “Are you planning to stand here all day? Why don’t you
