Sophia was too upset to eat anymore. She covered the leftovers with bowls and headed to Mrs. Hamilton's place, clutching the small glass jar.

William followed behind her, creating quite a scene – her in front, all huffy and puffy, while he strolled behind, cool as a cucumber.

At the old lady's door, Sophia shifted aside, giving William the nod to knock.

William didn't hesitate, giving two gentle taps.

"Who is it?" came a voice from inside.

Sophia quickly piped ...