"She isn't coming down for breakfast, is she?" Ivy was worried about her friend, her palatinum hair listless in sadness. It was the second day that the girl refused to come out of her room, and her friends and cohorts. While the two outsiders didn't know, it was obvious that there was a significant trauma.
"What should we do than, we can't leave her up there forever." Sussie may have had reservations, but she couldn't let the girl be alone suffering like this. Leeana was equally distressed, and her worry was worn on her sleeves. Three children ate without really tasting breakfast, simple eggs and bread for the morning.
"What can we do?"
Puzzling the question over it took several moments for the group to say nothing.
