Prologue
Three year old Violet Walker was beginning to regret pushing the little boy into the sandbox. Sighing she turned to apologize to the kid.
"Blake your such a baby" she offered her hand to help him up
"I'm not a baby you're just crazy" he muttered
Pulling his ear Violet hissed "Take it back before I pull off your ear"
"Okay! Okay. You're not crazy" Blake yelled
"Good now you may go" Violet smiled pleasantly
With that Blake scurried away.