She isn't sure what to say. She'd always known who she was, and she'd always known who both of her parents were - the only thing she could relate with was the sudden breaking away from a brother.
So, she shrugs, albeit awkwardly.
"Mama always told me you are what you eat. Maybe it was a lot of blueberries?"
Poor baby. ;-;
So, she shrugs, albeit awkwardly.
"Mama always told me you are what you eat. Maybe it was a lot of blueberries?"