Joanna was wandering aimlessly through the park, whistling through the gap between her front teeth. She had no idea where her uncle was, nor where she was, but it was nice outside and she wanted to find a playground. She liked to stop and look at the flowers as well,so did a tall man who was sitting at a park bench, he reminded Jo of a prince. Her favorite flowers were the small one that didn't grow tall, they were small and blue, with yellow 'inteni' as she called it. The man looked sad, so she grabbed a fist full of her favorite flowers and ran to him.
“Mister Prince! I have flowers for you, I call 'em Blue Hopefuls.” She grinned, holding them out to him. He was tall, with blue eyes like hers and he had marks on his face too, she noticed. She beamed at him as she waited for him to accept the gift.