"Harry and Molly have always been well-behaved since they were young, but they were never the dull kind. These two little buddies were cunning, selling their cuteness only to Little Evelyn. When she's not around, they would raise hell. Once..."
Ella Jackson's crisp voice slowly resounded in the not-so-large living room.
Recalling bits and pieces of those four years.
She did not deliberately mention any sad stories, just some happy moments and interesting things about the two little ones.
"Actually, if you hadn't come to ask me, I wouldn't have realized how quickly time has passed. In a blink of an eye, it has been four years. I have only told you a tiny fraction of the story. As for the rest, I think Evelyn should tell you. She is Harry and Molly's mother and the one who has worked the hardest during these four years."
Ella raised her head and looked seriously at Chester Yale.
