The Help? || Sophia and Ralph
"Thank you, I thought I was gonna fall over from all this stuff." Sophia looked straight ahead. "Umm they have to go to the antique store. My mother doesnât want them in the house and she sent to take them. I should have made two trips."
"Can't have that!" Ralph agreed, smiling down at her. If she fell over, she'd probably break something. "And... right. Okay!" he shifted his hands around the box, preparing for a long trip. "You can pile another one on me, if you want. I can carry them pretty easily."














