Moana
As we took the elevator down to the lobby, Kelly’s demeanor almost instantly shifted from warm and apologetic to stiff and uncomfortable. I thought that maybe she was just acting like this because she and Ella didn’t always get along very well, so I tried not to think too hard about it. Besides, with Ella here, I was certain now that Kelly wouldn’t try to pull anything. She wouldn’t start any fights or play any tricks with a child around. It almost felt as though Ella knew that somehow, and that was why she wanted to come so badly. But I knew that was silly; Ella was only eight years old, and too young to understand these sorts of things. In my mind, Ella probably just wanted to come because she overheard that we would be having fun and didn’t want to be left out, and after the way
