The small brunette grabbed onto her mother’s leg as being approached by the slightly familiar blonde woman. She didn’t remember as well as her mother did. It wasn’t like it was with the crowds just walking by. It was a strange lady coming up and talking to them.
Bella leaned down slightly and ran her fingers through her daughter’s hair that was sticking out from the Mickey Mouse hat.
“Yes, we are,” she said as she smiled up from looking down at Nessie.
She couldn’t exactly remember the woman’s name but she remembered her from the breakfast. “We were just going to see the spinning tea cups.”