Chapter 1
ππ ππ¦ππ π: βππ£ πΉππ π ππͺ ππ¦πππππͺ 'Lavender's green, dilly dilly, lavender's blue, If you love me, dilly dilly, I will love you.' I hear a lullaby. Who's singing? Oh, it's my mom's voice. Oh, it's my mom. Mommy… 'I love to dance, dilly, dilly, I love to sing, When I am queen, dilly, dilly, you'll be my king,' It smells like soot. Did I fall asleep with the stove on again? 'It's all right, Sasha.' A soft and sweet voice. She seems to smell like Mom, too. I tried to come to my senses at the thought of having to clear the stove, but my mother's scent overshadowed it all. 'It’s really all fine. You can sleep more if you want to sleep...' ...