The Little Messenger

When Gia said that, Hazel glanced over her shoulder at the still-open door, then looked up at Gia without saying a word. Instead, she reached out her little hand, gave Gia's sleeve a gentle tug, and started leading her away.

They walked a few steps before Hazel stopped and stood on her tiptoes, clearly trying to tell her something. Gia picked up on it and crouched down.

Hazel leaned in, her voice