Ona, "Milli and I played chase."
Me, sarcastically, "I bet that was fun"
Ona, "it wasn't. She doesn't know how to tickle, so she just scratches me."
Poor Milli. I think.
Ona, "Milli and I played chase."
Me, sarcastically, "I bet that was fun"
Ona, "it wasn't. She doesn't know how to tickle, so she just scratches me."
Poor Milli. I think.