Greta's not happy when she reaches the playground. Her nice crown is gone - she hadn't been able to bring herself to make another one - and her face is all red from crying. Plenty of other children are enjoying the giant play castle, but she can't bring herself to join them, either. So she plops down on the ground beside a wooden bench and hugs her knees to her chest, her back to the fun, and sniffles miserably.
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She wishes her mother was here.