Amanda happily ran out to the meeting. She has grown a lot in six months.

- Lark, you're back! - she crashed into me from all over, and then raised her face to me. The smile showed that not all milk teeth had been replaced by molars, crumbs accumulated around the lips, but still it was absolutely charming. And not at all like her mother, apparently, the girl's father was very handsome. 

- My dear, she arrived, but remember, I told you that Lark was leaving to study, - Bertha intervened.

“Yes, I remember, I remember,” the girl grumbled. 

We walked together to the stop. On the way, Amanda boasted...