The girls smile instantly made Letha's chest feel warm. She had not started the child, after all. She let a small, rare smile grace her lips. "Hello." She said again, more confidently and full of warmth. Letha had always loved children. They were full of wonder and curiosity, and weren't usually running on selfish agendas. The woman had many siblings, all younger than her, and in this moment, she missed them dearly.
She stepped forward, reaching the edge of the shadows of the doorway. She lowered herself down, pulling up her skirts to sit cross legged. She wondered what the girl was doing here as she observed the mess of curls atop her head. The dark hair and bright, blue eyes nearly matched Letha. If someone did not know better, they might guess the two related. The girl's question caught her and she shook her head lightly, brows coming together some. "No, no. Are you waiting for your Ma?"
L e t h a
Where will I find peace other than in oblivion?
