There remain no regrets when the time comes.  

"Granna, Mom I was all alone at home. Can I stay with you?" Although words came soft and pitiful, the little girl stared at Brenda with the confidence that often accompanies pride, as if even in a pitiful state she couldn't let anyone pity her. "I have already completed my homework. I won't disturb you rather I would learn from you." 

Brenda quirked her brows at those last words as she couldn't help but ask, her words full of amusement. "You want to learn from me?"

The little girl nodded without any reservation. "Of course, if Arwen tags along Granna, she would see her business and when she sees her do business, she will definitely learn it well." 

The logic was feasible, but it still brought a chuckle out of Brenda because no matter how logical those reasons seemed, coming out from the mouth of a four-year-old, it still felt fun. 

When the little girl saw her grandmother laughing, she pouted and asked, "Why are you laughing, Granna? I am being serious."