Alitzel Williams fiddled with her fingers, seemingly casual but with a stern expression, and countered, "What do you think?"
Christopher Lewis pressed his lips together.
Alitzel Williams sighed lightly, "Fine, Little Hope, go in with Mommy; the old man is waiting for you. He said if someone doesn't admit their mistake today, they'll stand at the door and face the northwest wind."
Hope Williams immediately understood the old man's intention.
Christopher clenched his molars, "Wait."
Alitzel Williams and Hope Williams halted in their tracks as Alitzel Williams gave Hope Williams a look.
Christopher hesitated, opened his mouth and then closed it again, sighing heavily and tightening his face.
Alitzel Williams looked at him and felt more uncomfortable than if she had been constipated for three days.
She simply grabbed Hope Williams, ready to leave.
"Wait, hey!" In a rush, Christopher immediately said, "I was too much before..."