Her ward is the sweetest and smartest boy, the son of the famous engineer master Geppetto. But it was not hard to notice that the father did not seem to care about his son. He constantly ignored Carlo. The boy was often left alone in the estate.

She tried to give him what he lacked — warmth. But only parents can give real warmth.

“Pinocchio,” Carlo rubbed his nose and slammed the book loudly. ”Why does the writer make this puppet look bad? What about white lies, nanny?”