Despite my thoughts, I tried to ignore it.
"Why did she...?" I asked the little girl as I quickly closed my book.
She looked at me with a smile on her face "I don't know, I swear! I heard in the herd that visitors had arrived and that they were all gathered in the big mansion"
Just as I was about to enjoy a good book this little girl interrupted me. Maybe I'll wait for another free time, but why did she have to call me just now?
In frustration I just let go of my book and put it back on the last shelf. After that I walked towards the door
I was very intrigued to know who the girl was talking about. Visitors? Who could be visiting us?
Even with my questions, something told me it was a very strange business. My mother wouldn't call me that. What was going on?
I had to admit it th
