The next morning, Calix brought Leslie and Calliope to the Xu family's ancestral home. The ambiance was warm and cozy as the little one continued talking from the backseat.
"Mama! Poppy think this look like a tiny horn ah."
"Poppy will give this pink one to Mia. Mia love pink like Poppy ah."
"Ohhh! This color look like sunset!"
A happy little dumpling couldn't help but chirp endlessly about her precious seashell collection, the one she wanted to share with her loved ones soon. She had been thinking about which shell to give to whom.
Calliope admired the colorful seashells through the transparent lid of the new box gifted by Calix. She held the container with both hands, placing it on her lap.
As always, Calliope didn't forget to bring Mimo along. She asked Calix to strap the crochet fox toy beside her. Mimo sat on the backseat, buckled by the seatbelt.
