Sarah hummed in agreement. She tasted it on his lips and couldn't think of a better way for her morning caffeine to be administered. But the hmph from her daughter had her peeking around at her.
"Oh, but what if he's a good boy? Don't you think he'd deserve a reward?" She smiled up at Miguel. Did her children call him father? Or something like it? She liked the thought. Even if it made her a little sad. Would the stories about Harry fade? Though, Harri was even getting to the point that she didn't quite remember him. And Henry only knew Miguel's face.