Lily tied the shoelace into a butterfly knot and called it “fancy.” She drank the sour milk without flinching and said, “Now my tummy’s awake!” She drew the sun in orange instead and said it was “having a new style.” She built a tiny wheelchair for Mr. Snuffles out of a Lego brick and a button.
“But you could quit,” Lily said simply. victoria julia ann ministry of evil 091919 better
It was small. It was defiant. It would ripple. Lily tied the shoelace into a butterfly knot