In the morning, in the kitchen, little Vivian nibbled on the bun Martha had baked for her along with the rest of the family for breakfast. With the arrival of the morning, the night was forgotten by the girl. When she was done, she ran out to the shed from the back door to look at the lamb which Paul had bought yesterday from the market.
She bent down looking at the lamb. Her movements were careful as she tried getting closer to the lamb inch by inch. She raised her hand to only shriek out when the animal turned its head towards her.
"You are going to scare the poor animal, Vivi," Paul chuckled who had come to the shed to check on the animals there, "It won't bite you. See," the man rubbed the animal's head to show her. Vivian looked wide-eyed and then went to touch the animal to only retrieve it back to her side when the lamb moved its head.
"I touch it," Vivian said softly as Paul walked to the drum where they stored water.
