Re: Jefferson/Grace/Oliver
From the mouths of babes.
Oliver laughed, loudly. The sound was almost foreign to his own ears but he was slowly getting used to it again. 'She lives with me, Grace,' he explained, lifting his gaze from the little girl to find Alice in the crowd. He pointed to her where she was talking with some of the neighbors, her back to the three of them. 'Miss Alice is my sister. And she helps take care of me too,' he explained, a grin still ear to ear.