time will tell

Maki liked listening to the softness of her voiced, liked it even more how she could feel the silken words press against her own ribs. It sorta made sense though, sometimes if Maki was out for too long in the day her nose and ears would feel a little sore. After that Mummy Cel would usually scoop her into the shade, but now it all was a little clearer to the little bean. Bit by bit the world was making more sense, like the wisdom of her family shooed away all she didn't yet know.

But what was her favourite? Well she liked the day time because there were butterflies and bugs to chase, everything was bright and colourful and just so vibrant. But nighttime...was real pretty too, as she set her mismatched gaze skyward, her mouth popped open a little in awe. Just as impressed as she was the first time she'd set her sights on the starry sky above. And knowing her, this reaction would never fade even when she was old and grey, never to be as wise as her Grammy.

"Grammy you're so smart. Not like Daddy, but like Mummy Cel." And Maki was most impressed.