“That’s nice, I have sisters, but they don’t care about me. Not really, but that’’s not their fault cause Mother raised them like that,” Viola shrugged her shoulders as if this was a perfectly natural thing to suggest, and then she shook her head, “No, and yes. I-I know where my room is but it can’t be my sock it’s bot to be your sock or it just won’t work.”
“Alright, alright. We’ll go to my room for the sock and then I’ll take you to your room, okaay?” He said and laughed softly, shaking his head a little bit as he found funny how stubborn she was. “I’ll wrap my arm around your waist if you left me to help you walk okay? or you can hold on to me, whatever makes you feel more comfortable”













