Oh uh. I saw her. The little one. That time when I was heading back home with face full of frowns and grumbling stomach.
She was smiling. Then, she laughed. She laughed herself out. Seeing her all merry and giggly I couldn’t help but smile too. She, the little one, was the culrpit of making her mom run behind her. And she being too innocent was enjoying not being caught and making her mom to catch her.
I then realised how smiles are contagious in their trusest sense.