"I am sure he wants to be just like you." Raven was pretty sure she'd seen Rocco pretending to mail letters at one point. "We were blessed with a very sweet boy."
He was a good boy. Even at his young age, she could sense he was going to grow up to be a good man someday. She was hoping she was raising him right. That both of them were.
"I don't need help. There's a stew on the fire. I got us some fresh bread, too." That wasn't always easy to get a hold of. "You just sit and rest."