it was clouding, so I decided to go for a stroll to the village to get some supplies for my pasta the wind blew hard and Angie was not enjoying it as she ran "ugh, my dress!" she exclaimed "Shh..." I said calmly, we continued our walk and then, Angie saw a basket "Look! What's inside!?" she pulled off a cover in excitement, and inside was a small child, no older than 7 "Hmm...what's your name sweetling?" I asked as I bent down to the child