Alexa

She huffed, as she sniffled behind my back, "Now I'm getting scared, Alexa. What is it?"

I fought back my tears, as I gulped, "Do you remember Nana?"

She shifted her head slightly, as she lifted her head off my shoulder, cleaning her tears, as a smile formed on her face, "Yes, Alexa, I do, and I really miss her. Where’s she now?"

"Nana is... De... de... dead, Ciara," I managed to say.

She stood frozen, her beautiful face carrying a sad expression, but the least expected happened when she pulled me into a hug.

"It must have been hard for you, Alexa, wasn't it?" she asked, as she...