Dumfoundedly, I blinked my eyes at Granny and Mumma, who were at a pace of laughing and Gracie was constantly trying to speak in her own not understandable language while I smiled at her as her Motcha forestry green eyes were reflecting the form of mine and I smiled at her.
Her green eyes were creating a prism of emerald brooch while she was trying to grab the brooch from the box.
All of a sudden, a realization hit me and instantly, I went towards my backpack and beside to it a paper cover was resting against my backpack and I held in my hands with a smile on my face while I made a way towards my Mumma.
All of a sudden, mumma held my cheeks in a gentle way and glaring at me with her narrowed motcha hazel she asked. "Well, where did you go early in the morning?" And she quickly raised her torso back in an upright position.
