"My good girl, mommy is going to fight against the witch and get your blocks back, okay?"
Sherlyn nodded, and Stacy patted her head. "Then you be good and wait. Mommy will be back in a minute."
Stacy ran to the garden and asked the maid to find a box of blocks while she went into the woods, kicking and punching at a tree, and then she ripped her clothes and even grabbed a handful of leaves and sprinkled them on herself.
Then Stacy returned to the living room with the blocks, where Sherlyn looked at her in horror and burst into tears.
Stacy knelt down to comfort Sherlyn. "Don't you cry, Ruthie? Mommy has defeated the witch and got the blocks back."
Sherlyn sobbed. "So will the witch come back?"
"Yes, but don't worry. Mommy will protect you."
"Mommy! Hurt!" Sherlyn pointed to the scar
