Some people have a good life, some people have a great childhood, well some people have a roof on top of their head. But not me, I lived in my car, worked in the local library, I was no one, add to that being a little doesn’t really help my case. It was all going to hell, until I met them, I’ve met her first, then her husband and they wanted me, homeless, bookworm and all. 
This our story, our adventures, and our love. 
Contains ddlg and mdlg, you’ve been warned. 
Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.

Bookworm Little

<p>Robert was busy today, he had to go to work and would mostly be late later tonight. That meant me and Ella had the house to ourselves, I planned on having a fun girl time, maybe taking her out for shopping later today when I'm done with my work. But Ella had other plans, she woke up in her headspace acting extremely small, that was just fine with me, she's a little baby after all. </p>

<p>But after lunchtime, I gave her cookies for dessert, knowing she'll ask for more later tonight after dinner I only gave her two, it's fair to give the little one four cookies a day. These are homemade by our housekeeper, meaning they aren't small in any shape or form but still Ella started acting up. </p>

Chapter19