Alma watched Reina with a slight frown, and she shook her head. "Poor lil thing, 's a shame babies have to go through them kinds of things. I reckon she looks like a fighter tho." She nodded in understanding. "No need to worry either, Drew's a good boy, he's got th'fear o' his daddy in 'im."
"Ok, c'mon! Mah Papaw said 's long as we don't get inna way of him an' Grampa Jack's work 's fine!" He maneuvered himself between twins and took one of their hands into each of his to lead them hurriedly in the gate to start pointing various things out, talking a mile a minute the wya only kids understand each other.