Luna settled Shayla comfortably on her lap and inquired, "Shayla, do you remember the pretty lady we met on our Last visit?"

Shayla nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, I do. Mommy, can we go see her?"

“Of course. How about we visit her tomorrow? But please, be a good girl and listen to me," Luna coaxed Shayla, who was still young and obedient to her mother.