"Aren't you a little curious cat?" The voice mocked as though he were looking down on the child - for her foolishness - which was so. It just happened that he had to come in contact with this child in his bad temper when he was in a bad mood, still.
Harriet shut her eyes very tightly as she got scared of the man's croaky voice. His ghostly face didn't make it anybetter. He sounded like those monsters her mother had once impersonated and that shook her restraint to the core. Adding more alarming power to her arms around the stranger's neck, she responded in a brittle voice with a question "Who are you? Mama said not to speak to for they only want to take me away from her, and if that happened Mama will be heartbroken. Just who are you?"
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