cinderella-jim

Ch. 2 – The Girl Named Ella Cinderella was just about to resume scrubbing the floor when the strange boy came looking for her. She wondered where he had come from. His haircut was much different than the current style, hanging around his face, with a little braid in back, and the clothes he had arrived in had been a little strange as well. Plus, they had been filthy and even stranger, singed – as if he had been in a fire – but he had cleaned himself up and changed his clothes for some he had found in the wardrobe. "Ella," he called, then stopped and looked apologetic. "I hope you don't mind," he said, gesturing to the clothes