"Wave" dad whispered in my ear as I sat kuvuka, msalaba armed in the carriage.
I didn't want to; I didn't like people at staring at me with wide eyes and all the screaming.
"Come on wave with your grandma" alisema Camilla.
"You're not my grandma" I alisema looking away.
"Wave for grandpa then" alisema Grandpa Charles.
"No." Dad sighed and I knew I was causing him great stress with my melancholy. "What do wewe want me to do Diana, can I make all of them go away?"
"No I suppose wewe can't."
"Then can wewe please wave for daddy?"
"I suppose so."
"Thank you" he alisema kissing my head.
Mom sat straight and held Alina on her lap....
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