The silver box landed in the front yard of Esmeralda's place. She settled the girls into the mattress one by one.
She examined their faces, they were still in deep slumber.
She left the house and went to the tree.
She faced the tree wearing a bright smile on her face.
"Ah, the girls are back! How is it? Did you have a good time in the stream?" the tree asked.
Esmeralda nodded her head. "Yes, we enjoyed our little bonding in the stream. The girls love that place so much!" she enthused.
"That's good! I'm glad you enjoyed their company," the tree said.
Esmeralda grinned. "Tree! I have good news for you!" she exclaimed. She had a hard time containing her excitement.
"Oh, what is it? What happened? What is that good news? Did the stream turn to ice and got frozen or the flowers there produce an intoxicating wine? Which is which?" the tree joked.
"Guess....what happened in the stream?" she asked wanting to tease the tree.
