Cleo quickly looked at the box, and then turned away, grumbling, "I don't like it."

She really wasn't into it. After all this time without a visit, just showing up with a few tacky dresses and thinking that would do the trick? Not happening.

The nanny watched, sweating bullets, as Cleo started to throw a fit.

Nova wasn't surprised; Cleo was never warm to her. But she didn't take it to heart. She asked the nanny to remove the clothes and looked at Cleo's drawings ...