Sarah rolled her eyes. "Boys. I think your Dad is the exception sometimes. The rest are dense as Osmium. They think that because they know what they know, that they know all that we know. And we'll ever know."
"I'm really glad you're here now too." She brushed her fingers over the delicate dark curls of her daughter. She shook her head. "There are things that are coming back, but the... when he hit me with the car, it did a little damage to the memory center, it scrambled things. I've got stuff that I was taking to force the synapses to reshape themselves, but I've had to stop because I didn't want to take anything that might affect her while breast feeding. So things are fuzzily coming back on their own, but it's..." Sarah shook her head. "I gladly give up speed, for being able to bond with her like that again."