Sylvia's POV:

"Why?" I was curious to hear her answer.

Alva propped her chin in the palm of her hand and looked a little depressed. "I don't know why. But my brother never comes to see me on this day every month."

"Didn't your brother tell you why?" I asked in confusion.

"He refused to tell me because I'm a kid." Alva snorted.

I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Your brother is also a kid."

"But my brother is taller than me." Alva countered, resting her arms on her hips. "I've eaten so many onions but haven't grown even an inch taller." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Onions?"

They are smelly.

and grabbed her hand, gesturing a tentative height on the wall. "I guess you can grow this tall." Alva's eyes widened, and her jaw dropped in shock.

with

out an old crayon from a tin box that had been peeled off. Then, she touched the place on the wall I had rested my finger and drew a horizontal line. "This is my second wish." "Can you tell

my brother," Alva replied earnestly. Then, she clenched her fist and patted her

wish too." I gently touched

She had answers to all my questions, even though some was too bizarre to make any sense. I also realized she had a strong memory. Although she couldn't

time, but it was getting late. Therefore, I decided to

could tell he was avoiding us. If it

After all, Geoffrey had too many spies. If we weren't careful enough, we might end

at Alva, who was happily eating candies. Just then, an idea occurred

your phone number?" she asked quizzically. "Yes. When you see your brother next time, you can ask him to call me on this number." After a pause, I added, "And

Alva agreed. "I will tell my brother. I will also secretly

cared about Alva the most than anyone else. If he knew that I had

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