Chapter 21: Meeting Under a Tree
“No, I had it last night, but I was waiting to tell you about it in person,” Marielle responded to Clifford’s question with a sweet smile.
“You shouldn’t wait so long to talk about having had a nightmare,” Clifford protested with a disappointed look on his face.
“I told my grandmother right away,” Marielle protested.
“What did she say about it?” Clifford asked, looking at Marielle anxiously.
“She was disappointed that I didn’t go downstairs to make myself some warm milk to drink, so that I wouldn’t have the nightmare again when I slept,” Marielle responded.
“So, did you have another one?” Clifford asked, still looking very anxious.