Hélène’s steel blue eyes gazed wistfully at the cerulean Iphone laying on the sidewalk. She pursed her lips. (After ten weeks at working on the farm just to save up and buy one, there is one right there, just waiting for me…) Glancing upwards, she saw no-one. The neighborhood was empty. (Well…hm…I should at least take it in with me so no-one else takes it). She quickly wisked it up into her arms and strolled into the house.

“Hélène, is that you?”

“Yes mom.”

“All right dear…um…I’ll…I’ll be back in a little bit.”

(Should I tell her?)

Half-hour later…

Her mom’s emerald eyes glanced down from her to the floor.

“I know you’ve been working hard at old Pikart’s farm to get an Iphone…so I bought you one; even in that blue color that you’ve pointed out to me…but I’ve lost it; I’m sorry…”

(Do I want to tell her? I know Bethany wants one really bad too…)