How Old Is Sofia The First Novels & Stories

RAINA Maria's hand was still over mine. The compress was warming against her cheek. The swelling hadn't gone down yet. "Her name was Sofia," she said again. Like saying it twice made it more real. "She was sixteen." I stayed on my knees. I didn't move. I didn't ask questions. I just let her talk. "She was a good girl. Smart. She wanted to be a nurse. She used to practice on me. Took my blood pressure with a toy kit she got for Christmas. Told me I needed to eat less salt."