Capítulo 352: Crying Alone Is Not Fun
"Mama, Little Aunt cry."
"...huh?"
Stunned by what Calliope had just said, Leslie stared blankly at her daughter. She remained quiet for a few seconds before her senses returned, pulling her out of her trance.
The mother and daughter were in the home library. They just had lunch together around two hours ago. Evelyn also joined them while Calix was absent because of work.
Leslie was reading a book when Calliope suddenly appeared. Her daughter was going on her daily adventure inside this huge mansion. It was something the little dumpling loved to do.
"Poppy, what did you say? You saw or heard... your aunt crying?" Leslie unintentionally lowered her voice. She placed both hands on Calliope's shoulders, "Where? In her room?"
Nodding, Calliope's eyes expressed her worry, "Mama, why Little Aunt cry? Poppy see Little Aunt cry in her room. She hide under the blanket ah."
"...now? Poppy, did you see your aunt... just now?"
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hansora
hansora It might be late already for this but, I will still bring up the way Calliope talks. I've met 5 y/o who can speak eloquently for their age, while the others still struggle.
I deliberately make her speaking (writing her dialogues) in incorrect tenses etc for that matter.
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