"That's sweet." Mary smiled, taking the orange from Mouse now that it started to droop in her hands as the baby dozed off.
She glanced up and saw Stevie looking at them. She knew something was coming, there was that determined look his older self still got when he'd decided he was doing something big. The little boy stood up and walked over, stopping in front of James. "What's that?" he asked, pointing to his left arm. Mary just sighed to herself softy.