Tinka's face illuminated like she'd been offered the Hope Diamond. "Indeed!"
"Indeed, please," Camelia revised, with a reluctant articulation. Daisy flushed—she couldn't truly be irritated about a little treat?
"Indeed, please," Tinka rehashed and shook her hands in a little glad dance.
Daisy decided to transcend it. Indeed, the youngsters had effectively eaten dessert after their previous supper, and obviously, sugar by the day's end wasn't the most brilliant thing for them. However, there was a period and a spot for everything, and it had been everlastingly since Daisy had seen Tinka. Didn't she have the right to ruin the youngsters only a tad? Was it actually so difficult for Camelia to leave everybody be, not stress over each slip of habits? Tinka was just three and a half, for the
