Can I help you?

Yesterday afternoon, I was sitting alone at the library. I saw a little girl walking alone with a book in her left hand. She took a sit and opened the book.

“Wow. What a cute girl!” I mumbled

I came to her and said, “Hello, pretty girl. Are you alone? And what an interesting book! Can I help you to read this book for you?”

She stared at me, smiled, and said, “Hi. My name is Sarah. Sure, I’d love to. Thanks. What is your name?”

“My name is Mia. Ok. Let’s start reading this. May I?” “Ok, Ma’am,” she said happily. That was a story about a princess. She looked amazed. And I was happy. I finished reading it. “And this is the end of the story of the princess.”

She said, “That’s a wonderful story. Can I borrow this book and others?” “Of course. You can borrow all the books here,” I said.

“Would you please come to my house tomorrow? My mom will be happy to meet you, Ma’am.” I said, “Thanks. I’d like to.”