C855 Warning

Elvira lowered her head and grabbed the blanket. Her mouth was pouting and her face was wrinkled. She was unwilling to speak. It seemed that Elvira was getting along well with her. Kids don't know what is good and bad. If they like it, they will protect it.

I pursed my lips and reached out to pinch Elvira's small hand. I carefully stroked it. "Elvira