Jennie lifted her gaze and blinked, responding, "Yeah, but it's pretty easy."

"Alright."

“Uncle, am I heading home? I'd love to join the party." Jennie tugged at Tyrone's arm, pleadingly.

“Jennie, listen to me. I'll drop you off first. And I promise to get you a cake on my way back."

“But I'm not in the mood for cake. I want to go to the party."

“No.”

“Humph! I don't want to talk to you anymore!" Jennie looked away and snuggled up to Sabrina, saying, "Aunt Sabrina, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Sabrina was on the verge of agreeing.

She paused momentarily before gently declining, “Jennie, I might return quite Late tonight. Would you be okay sleeping on your own?"

Jennie replied, "I'll wait up for you."

“But if I return too late, I won't be there for you.”

“I can take care of myself. I can wash up, brush my teeth, and even get into my pajamas. If you're really late, I‘1l just head to bed.”

Sabrina didn't know what to say now.

Noticing her hesitation, Jennie's lips formed into a pout, giving Sabrina a pitiful look. “Aunt Sabrina, have you stopped Liking me? Do you think I'm annoying?"

Gazing into those large, pleading eyes, a wave of tenderness washed over Sabrina and she promptly responded, “Never. I could never stop liking you."

“You're not being honest. You've stopped liking me, haven't you? Oh... please, Aunt Sabrina, don't be upset with me! I promise I'll behave better!" Jennie hid her face, tears flowing.

A pang of sympathy struck Sabrina. She wrapped Jennie in a comforting embrace, whispering, “Jennie, believe me, I'm not upset with you. Don't cry. Didn't I say yes?"

“Is that the truth? It feels like you're not being honest." Jennie's voice wavered between sobs.

“It's true!" Sabrina nodded and put her forehead to Jennie's. "I won't lie to you. You're going to stay at my place now. While I'm away, Bettie will be there for you. Can you promise to listen to her?"

“Of course! You're simply the best!"