Verity gave a soft snort. "You'd be surprised what words fit into that man's vocabulary." She shook her head a little. "I'm doing my best. Sometimes it's hard for me to relate to the kids. George is better at that part of it."
She leaned back in her chair a little. "You're doing wonderfully, Ginny. It's really a miracle that you're up and about so soon after the bombing." Another soft laugh escaped her. "Me? I'm just me. Nothing has changed. But you... your family... you've been through so much."