Sylvia's POV:
"Why?" I was curious to hear her answer.
Alva propped her chin in the palm of her hand and looked a little depressed. "I don't know why. But my brother never comes to see me on this day every month."
"Didn't your brother tell you why?" I asked in confusion.
"He refused to tell me because I'm a kid." Alva snorted.
I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Your brother is also a kid."
"But my brother is taller than me." Alva countered, resting her arms on her hips. "I've eaten so many onions but haven't grown even an inch taller."
"Onions?"
Alva's nose scrunched up with disgust. "I hate onions. They are smelly. But my brother said that eating onions could help me grow taller."
"Alva, you're still too young. You will be taller than your brother when you grow up." I sat beside her and grabbed her hand, gesturing a tentative height on the wall. "I guess you can grow this tall."
Alva's eyes widened, and her jaw dropped in shock. "That tall? As tall as you?"
I nodded with a smile. "Yes."
Alva looked thrilled. She took out an old crayon from a tin box that had been peeled off. Then, she touched the place on the wall I had rested my finger and drew a horizontal line. "This is my second wish."
"Can you tell me what your first wish is?" I asked, examining her face.
"It's being with my brother," Alva replied earnestly. Then, she clenched her fist and patted her chest. "It will definitely come true if I grow taller."
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