Jolly sat at a stool. Time to be a marriage counselor again. Since husband didn’t listen, she’d try the wife. One had to listen.
An idea popped into her on how to make the ideal point in the most ideal way. Amelia wasn’t much of a problem.
She’d only feel important in the marriage, only when she’s told or she is treated like she was important.
Before she is treated like important, she should first be told that she was.
“I would tell you a story, a first love story” Jolly's eyes lifted.
Amelia gave her a displeased look. Where was this little thing babbling about now! Was she talking about her brother.
She need not hear about beautiful love stories. Such might never come to her. It may but not soon.
“It’s about a Young Wizard and a Young Princess” Jolly continued, clasping her hand
