The day after Ella moved, Dani just sat and stared at the empty chair.
The same day, she fell down on the playground and tore her tights and hurt her knee.
It hurt so much she thought she would never forget it.
Not until she was thirty-five or even older.
The bandage that her teacher put on didn’t help. It was very small and kept falling off.
Dani kept on crying.
She cried because it hurt.
She cried because Ella had moved.
