Back then, little Sawyer had no idea the woman before her was a devil.
She was a Young Pioneer at school, dedicated to helping others.
"Okay, then." Sawyer squeezed her sister's hand and said to Lana Yardley, "But ma'am, we can only stay for a little while. Our mom and dad don't let us play outside for too long."
"Alright," Lana Yardley nodded. "Just a little while is fine."
Her gaze fell on Sawyer's little sister. "Your sister is so cute. How old is she?"
Sawyer's little sister held up two fingers and said in a sweet, childish voice, "I'm three!"
"Three years old is three fingers!" Sawyer reminded her sister. "Do it again."
Sawyer's little sister slowly unfurled another finger. "Three!"
Sawyer grinned, revealing a row of gappy, uneven teeth. "That's right! Sweetie is so smart!"
"Yes, she's amazing," Lana Yardley said, reaching out to pat the little sister's head. She pulled a few orange candies from her pocket. "You two are so cute. How about I treat you to some candy?"
