Chapter 92
- I crotch, meeting her size and smiling at her. “Is Cinderella your favorite princess?” I ask her, to which she shakes her head. “Me neither, I like Elsa.”
- Her eyes light up as she smiles, “Really? I love queen Elsa too. She's awesome,” she beams.
- “You're awesome Karla,” I tell her, my hand caressing her arm gently. “How old are you sweetie?”