"Grandma, is this really your house?"
"Yes, my dear. This is my house. You think it's beautiful?"
The little girl squinted her eyes. And looked around. "My house is bigger. But you have a very big garden that is full of beautiful flowers." The girl then ran to the garden to twirl around. Her grandmother just stared with doting eyes. "Grandma, can I live here?"
"Sure, my little princess. I also have a surprise for you. Come." The grandmother held out her hand and took the girl inside the house.
On the couch sat a girl about four or five years old. The same age as the granddaughter. She looked shyly at the pair who had just come in.
"Grandma? Who is she?" The granddaughter cutely asked. Looking at the pretty sister.
"She's a new member of our family. Didn't you say you wanted a new si
