As a ten-year-old girl, Daniella was very light and tiny that you could mistook her for six years old, but she is very intelligent and smart.
"Go on and tell me Daniella; don't be scared".
I encouraged her, even though I knew that she was brave and courageous.
"Mr Freeman is an old man, with a very bad temper. He is rich and a lot of people worked for her; including my mother and I used to go with her to work at Mr Freeman's house ".
As soon as Daniella mentioned her mother, her countenance fell.
"Okay. So you work for Mr Freeman with your mother?". I asked her.
She nodded. But her countenance was still very moody.
"I see. But the couch is not a good place to sleep, do you know that?".
I was trying to cheer Daniella up, and make her feel less about her late mother.
Losing
