Sonny looked like Liberty while Liberty inherited her mother’s looks. Whenever Mrs. Stone saw her elder niece and Sonny, she would feel as if she were looking at her younger sister.

“Sonny didn’t cry. He was so excited that he got up early and changed into his uniform. He carried his little bag and went to preschool happily. It was my sister and I who weren’t used to it.”

Children had always adapted quickly on their first day of school. On the other hand, parents were not used to it and would