His eyes widen in fascination as he stares down at the tiny woman speaking. “Well, I apologize. My wife insisted on finding a pretty dress to wear in Florida.” His fingers slide down the body of his cane as he crouches down to meet the woman’s gaze. “Yes, yes, indeed. What’s your N A M E ?”
The brightest of smiles lights up on her face and the tiny woman cannot help but to shake her head. “Well, I am sure she found the prettiest of dresses!” When he crouches down to be level with her, Petite curtseys in return. “I am Ma Petite, world’s smallest woman! Who might you be?”












