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"Same smile," she teased. "I think the only she got from Francis was his eyes and tendencies to call things 'gross'." Francis frowned. "Mom,...
She patted his shoulder. "Super smart!"
"At least I enjoyed it!"
He turned, putting an arm around her. Eliza looked up. "She's so cute."
"But you're, like, a genius! And I'm just me?"
She gasped, laughing loudly.
Eliza grinned, letting her take it.
She smiled sheepishly. "You do?"
She laughed, fixing his crown. "It's fun!"
She would hear Eliza's voice. "I'm so proud of you, Francis. Both of you. She's absolutely lovely."
She nodded. "I'm used to writing in our language. Not this one."
She quickly spun them around playfully. "Yup!"
Eliza laughed, continuing.
"I don't write that much."
She grinned, looking up at him. "I guess."
She nodded, tickling Diana.
"I went to the market on my own! And wrote a letter!"
"I think you're a lovely dancer, even if your skills aren't that great."
"Who's Pep?"
She took his hands. "I missed you too!"
