"Mummy, I want that doll" Meilin pulled on her mother's coat sniffling as she spoke. The elder crouched to her height and smiled "Some day you'll have it but it can't be now. Your father wouldn't want those in the house and you know how he gets whenever he sees you playing" she placed a kiss on her daughter's head then ushered her to keep walking.
It was a cold evening, two days before Christmas. So many errands had to be run, and it was only Mrs Hana Zhao's duty. "Come on let's go" she urged her daughter to keep on moving and the girl had no other choice. She had her eyes peeled on the showcase glass for a few more seconds before she finally ran to catch up with her mother and prevent herself from getting mixed up with the crowd.
