<span style="font-style: italic">Clairice laughed at her words. "That is my sister. So fiesty and full of life." She said with a smile. She listened to her speaking. "Good. Don't ever let anyone scare you. Don't let them bring you down either." She smiled the whole time. Oofing then laughed as she was lightly tackled. Thrown off balance she fell and wrapped her arms around her sister. She nuzzled her hair. "I've missed you and Uncle as well. I work and live here. I have for about ten years. Ever since I was hired at sixteen by his mother." She said. "I still visited you over the years." She reminded her. Listening to her speak. "You can help me in the kitchen. You are the best baker I know." She said with a laugh. "You can't help me cook the meal meal but you can help me." She promised."</span>Laveen read the book again after struggling for twenty minutes to turn on his side. Panting heavily and opened the book with a struggle. Pressing it open with his hand. Clairice had taught him to read. She had taught him many things. He was sad she was gone. He missed her. He sniffled as he read. His eyes tearing up. He just wanted his only friend back. Why had she left again? She hadn't even tried to see him since. She had come to ask about her sister but then she was gone. He knew she had saved up to get her sister out here. Maybe she was still here? Was it true? Had Clairice abandoned him?