"Mother!"
While Emma and Leon were talking, little Ellie was very considerate and didn't disturb them, only occasionally casting a longing glance in their direction.
Once Emma finished her conversation and entered the garden, Ellie, unable to hold back any longer, ran over, gently tugged at Emma's skirt, and handed over something in her hand, as if presenting a treasure.
"Look, look!"
Were those... winter holly berries?
After identifying the small orange-red fruit in front of her, Emma smiled softly, bent down, and picked a leaf off Ellie's soft cap, saying,
"That's great, I thought all the holly berries in the garden had been eaten by the little animals... Where did you find them?"
"Over there!"
Pointing to a partially cleared bush, Ellie, with a bit of sweat on her forehead and a few specks of dirt on her nose, exclaimed with bright eyes,
