“Well, well it found me,” he was winking at her. “Y’ know that’s not a bad picture of the bear there. He was smiling ear to ear when he was looking at Freddy. “See, ya, not all a toughie lass after all.”
He reached in his jacket to pull out his dark brown reading glasses and he slid them on. He had turned the next page. “Oh, y’ not a happy camper there!” he smiled. “It could be worse y’know. It always could be worse.”
He turned the next page, “Much better. All dotty like a doll