And as she walked, she came upon a little girl, who seemed as busy as she could be.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Making pastry,” the girl replied simply, without raising her head to look at her.
Ophelia stood by and watched, half wanting to join in because it seemed so fun. Oh how she loved playing with dough as a child, making her own imaginary picnic with Mr. Pooh Bear and friends.
Then suddenly, the girl stopped beating the dough. She held up a fork and asked, “Would you like to join me? I could do with some help. I’m tired but there are many more to do.”
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“And now, we eat.”
(via midnightlunacy)
