childrens picture books

After an hour of relentless pursuit, Nunnie finally caught up with Simi, who had at last tired of running.

“Chasing butterflies?” Nunnie looked appalled. “Do you know how undignified that sounds?” “Oh, come on,” Simi pleaded, her tail wagging

Simi sat on the soft blue rug by the window, her fluffy white tail curled around her paws.