Professor Dearest
she mutters, mouth full with food as she giggles, her hands sliding to her chocolate strawberries.
“You start eating all that and your tummy will hurt you,” I say warningly, knowing that she needed to take a pause on munching those things.
She rolls her eyes, encouraging me to have some of it instead. Sighing, I join her and she have the best time of our lives, devouring the sugary goodies Rosetta had made from us.
“Does your daddy restrict you from having goodies, Lettie?” Charlie questions, her hands finding the crackers and putting everything in her mouth.