Daddy is nice. I love daddy. He brought Mila to be friends with me and now Mila stays with us so we can sleep together, eat together and play together. Steve is Mila's daddy, he is also nice. He is friends with daddy. Jared used to be nice also but these days he never smiles. He never plays with us and pokes us with a needle all the timmeeee! Is something wrong with him? Is he sad?
"Daddy!" I pull daddy's shirt. He looks at me from the book that he was reading.
"I want to talk to, Jared. Please send Mila and Jared to the garden with some ice cream! This is important! I need to have an emergency meeting!! It's very important!" I tell daddy and run to the room to get the picnic mat, while daddy is calling out my name.
"Sansa! Wait... What's wrong?!" Daddy stops me.
"Daddy
