C139 Support for the Seventh Prince

How can I refuse such weakness? I nodded and put his hand in the quilt.

"Play me a tune." he said softly.

I shook my head. "What about the leaves? I can't blow it. I'll tell you a story. "

He didn't say anything. He just looked at me quietly. I moistened my throat and said, "There was a little girl in the past. She was very lonely and had no one to play with