Mickey started wriggling and Verity put her down, watching her carefully as she scampered off. Yeah, she was fine.
"Life or death, eh? Well, the lollies are over here, conveniently placed so that prying two year old hands can get into them," she said with a grin, linking her elbow with his and half-marching him to the right shelf. It was nice being around him again.
"What colors do they like? Some are swirled, too."