The best way to make Ireland happy was leaving her with America. During the hard England's domination, he was the only one who could brush her tears. Only a little smile from him, had the power to brighten her. But that day, she was really upset.
- Please Alfed, leave me alone now, okay? she said crying.
- Come on Elly, I know Arthur is cruel, but it's not my fault!
- Al, I tell you I'm not going to play with you today. I'm too tired.
- So you don't care If you leave your poor little brother all alone?
Ireland looked at his sad face. He sighed: how could she say no at him? She smiled, messing up America's blond hairs. A