Mallory grinned. "That's true," she admitted, adjusting her dress. It wasn't that short, but Mallory was very self-conscious, and couldn't help but worry when she was showing off any bit of leg.
"How's Salinger?" Mallory questioned, smiling. It was no secret that she loved children - she was a former member of the BSC, after all, and she'd played a big role in helping raise her seven siblings. When she'd dated Benson, she'd considered Salinger her almost-nephew. He wasn't by blood, of course, but he would have been by marriage .. if they'd stayed togethere long enough.