TIARA THORNELLS
“Are those dried persimmons?” asked Mrs. Claire as Elara set the jar down on the table.
“Yes, Mrs. Claire. Come on, let’s try them!” Elara said cheerfully. We each took a piece and tasted it.
“Mmm... sweet, with just a hint of bitterness... but still really delicious,” Delailah commented with delight.
“They really are good!” Sephora chimed in.
“You’re right,” agreed Miss Claire. “We should share these with everyone.”
I nodded, fully agreeing. There was more than enough left to go around.
As they all happily munched on the fruits, a thought suddenly crossed my mind so abruptly that it pulled me out of the moment.
I think I can start making it now. I am feeling better to do that hard work.
“Tiara, are you alright?”
Elara’s voice brought me back. I turned my gaze to
