"Why are you crying munchkin...don't cry I'm here..." "Appa..no no love baby anymore" "Who told you...everyone loves you pumpkin...even I like you" "This appa likes baby" the little girl giggled pointing her tiny little finger towards herself "Yes baby...this appa likes you" My third book is on...yeyy...it seems my second book had its own problem...maybe someday I'll continue it...and here is a very new plotted story...a story which started between a teacher and his baby student but ends up as something else...It contains the same geners as my second book