"She's following behind."
Lola wanted to check out Monna by herself, but the girl was already running in their direction. Monna's chubby cheeks were as red as apples. Her arms stretched like a penguin's.
She looked exhausted as she stopped, panting heavily, "Mom… They wouldn't… they wouldn't wait for me."
Mia sighed, little arms folding, "Mom, you really need to ask Monna to lose some weight. Look at her. She can't even run…"
Mia was right. Monna was chubbier than average children.
"Monna, we really should eat less desserts since today," Lola sighed. She felt bad even she knew this was for her daughter's health.
Monna pouted, not saying a thing. Eating less desserts sounded painful…
"Mommy's right, Monna. You're too fat," Mia said.
Monna looked up incredulously, "Why are you s
