Alice POV
I came back home. Aly was 10 years old now. Even though she’s 10, she’s so tall for a 10-year-old kid. And she’s so mature. I love how I can talk to her about some of my worries now. Like, Aly is my best friend. Someone I talked to when I have problems or troubles. She’s not like a child I’ve been babysit before.
“I can feel you are thinking something” Aly said.
“Am I that obvious?”
“Yeah. It shows” she said.
“How?”
“In the way you sit, your face, your eyes, plus you keep on sighing”
“Awwee, you can be a psychologist. You know how to read people’s body language or facial expressions.”
“I am planning to get that degree in college” she said. I smile. Awwee, my baby is growing now.
“That’s good to know. you know what you want when you grow old. While me, I chase someone
