Carmen cleared her throat and stepped in front of the kids. She had been working on the story for the last few days. She rubbed her hands against her jeans before she began, to hide her nervousness.
“Once there was a woman whose heart was broken so badly that she hid away from the world. In a meadow deep within a large forest, this woman lived in a small, yellow and white house that she had lovingly painted because she hoped to raise a family there. But, it was not meant to be, so she lived alone in her house. Bereft of love, her heart was filled with a deep sadness,” Carmen began before she paused when Bálint’s hand shot up.
“Yes, Bálint?” Carmen asked with a small smile.
“Does she like the forest?” Bálint asked.
“Yes, she loves the forest very much. It's peaceful and quiet there,” Ca
