She'd been just a little girl the first time she saw them.
And now what had the little girl on her mind?
He went to the side of the little girl's bed.
You will always be my little girl, he had said.
She did not have time for a lost little girl.
She looked down at the little girl, then back to me.
He had not wanted his little girl to come out here in the first place.
My little girl was playing with some of her friends in the street outside.
Had the little girl run away when her father came to the house?
She had the happy air of a little girl let out from school.