70. Vacation
Sabrina's POV:
...Three Months Later...
"Mama Iris, I am ready," Wynter explained, running to my room.
She was wearing a blue dress with some shorts underneath. She had that typical holiday cap on her head under which her messy hair was scattered everywhere. She looked adorable nonetheless, especially with that unicorn sling bag hanging on her side.
"What are you going to go out like this?" I asked.
Oh, and she had ice cream smeared on her face.
"Yes," she nodded innocently.
"Okay, come here first," I called, taking her to the dresser and braiding her so it wouldn't disturb her sight.
I took a paper towel and wiped the ice cream off of her face.
"How many tubs did you have?" I asked.
She shook her head, denying.
"One two three how many?" I asked once again, smiling
