That went on for a few days. Estie had Rosalie to keep her company at home, but she was all alone at the kindergarten.

She watched as the boys played with the other children but ignored her. Finally, Estie mustered up the courage and ran up to them.

The boys exchanged a look and said sternly, “What is it now?”

Estie gripped the hem of her little dress until it was crumpled, and she had a deep frown on her pretty brow. She looked at them solemnly, opening her mouth and trying hard to vocalize.