Steffan felt something hit his waist and looked down to discover that he had almost pushed down a little boy.
Afraid the impact will be too painful he bent down. "Are you alright? "
"I'm sorry, good Sir. I wasn't paying attention just now."
They both spoke at the same time. Steffan's voice was laden with concern as he checked the boy, while Elvis' voice conveyed his sincerity.
"I'm alright. I wasn't paying attention just now." Elvis responded to Steffan's question.
"That's fine, as long as you are OK." Steffan sighed in relief.
"I have to get going." Elvis said and continued to where he had left Eleanor and the rest.
'What a well mannered, cute little boy,' Steffan smiled warmly, his thoughts running wild.
When Elvis got to the section where dolls were displayed, he didn't see the people he was looking for. Even his grandma was nowhere to be found.
